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Dance in the Night - A Vampire Society Role Play

I'm gonna make a second character. I was thinking a Slayer.

Dance in the Night - A Vampire Society Role Play

“What hurts you, blesses you. Darkness is your candle.”

Name: Prince Matthieu Xavier Juran
Age: 110
Sex: Male
Sexual Preference: Heterosexual

Vampire/Human/Slayer
Pure Blood/Aristocrat/Turned

Family:
Younger sister - Viridiana

Significant Other:
N/A

Gifts:
Enhanced vision - Thanks to his pure blood standing, Matthieu has been gifted three distinct powers of special eyesight. They are night vision, which allows him to see in darkness, even the dark, infrared, which allows him to perceive heat signatures and x-ray, which allows him to see through solid objects such as walls or doors.

Shapeshifting - He is able to shapeshift into two different forms, that of a bat and other humans. He isn't entirely sure why he isn't able to change into animals other than a bat, but it is a useful form at that, small, numerous and able to fly. He often will use it to make a quick escape.

His shapeshifting into a human is more complicated, first off it has to be an actual person that he has seen with his own eyes, one he has encountered, it does not matter if they are dead or alive, just that he has seen them clearly with his two eyes. The gift has a limit as he is unable to add mass, he couldn't shift into a larger man whether fat or extremely muscular, just one with similar or lesser body shape to his.

Personality:
Matthieu is a flirtatious, curious vampire, he is normally very friendly and kind, but only to other vampires. He tends to look down upon humans, seeing them as weaklings that just happen to inhabit the world that happen to be a food source but he'll admit that they are entertaining and sometimes useful outside of feeding. He puts his family and himself above all others, but has a watchful eye for his vampire kin.

Biography:
The eldest of the King and Queen, he possesses two siblings, a sister and brother, both younger. As such he is next in line to become King, something he does not like to think about much now, valuing his freedom and current lack of pressure to rule. Though he knows the day will come one day and he'll try to be ready for it when it does. He also has yet to take a wife, and has been pressured to marry his sister but he is unsure of it.

Extras:
N/A

Dance in the Night - A Vampire Society Role Play

“What hurts you, blesses you. Darkness is your candle.”

Name: Prince Matthieu Xavier Juran
Age: 110
Sex: Male
Sexual Preference: Heterosexual

Vampire/Human/Slayer
Pure Blood/Aristocrat/Turned

Family:
Younger sister - Viridiana

Significant Other:
N/A

Gifts:
Enhanced vision - Thanks to his pure blood standing, Matthieu has been gifted three distinct powers of special eyesight. They are night vision, which allows him to see in darkness, even the dark, infrared, which allows him to perceive heat signatures and x-ray, which allows him to see through solid objects such as walls or doors.

Shapeshifting - He is able to shapeshift into two different forms, that of a bat and other humans. He isn't entirely sure why he isn't able to change into animals other than a bat, but it is a useful form at that, small, numerous and able to fly. He often will use it to make a quick escape.

His shapeshifting into a human is more complicated, first off it has to be an actual person that he has seen with his own eyes, one he has encountered, it does not matter if they are dead or alive, just that he has seen them clearly with his two eyes. The gift has a limit as he is unable to add mass, he couldn't shift into a larger man whether fat or extremely muscular, just one with similar or lesser body shape to his.

Personality:
Matthieu is a flirtatious, curious vampire, he is normally very friendly and kind, but only to other vampires. He tends to look down upon humans, seeing them as weaklings that just happen to inhabit the world that happen to be a food source but he'll admit that they are entertaining and sometimes useful outside of feeding. He puts his family and himself above all others, but has a watchful eye for his vampire kin.

Biography:
The eldest of the King and Queen, he possesses two siblings, a sister and brother, both younger. As such he is next in line to become King, something he does not like to think about much now, valuing his freedom and current lack of pressure to rule. Though he knows the day will come one day and he'll try to be ready for it when it does. He also has yet to take a wife, and has been pressured to marry his sister but he is unsure of it.

Extras:
N/A

Dance in the Night - A Vampire Society Role Play

@ViolentViolet Awesome, I'll get to work on it, will have something up later today or tomorrow!

Dance in the Night - A Vampire Society Role Play

I'm very interested, can I reserve the Pure Blood eldest prince?

If not then that's fine.

What Are You Listening To?

Kendrick Lamar - ADHD

Mass Effect: Omega's Finest

Now waiting on posts from you all.

No Heroes: A Star Wars Tale

Vixai listened to the others speak from a corner of the room, the whole time her eyes scanning the room trying to read the faces of her potential allies. She was not scared of the ominous speak of death, she was a spy, avoiding death was her top skill. The Zabrak didn't really care for the plight of the Alliance, but she would admit that knocking the Empire down a step or offworld entirely was a sweet goal.

"We don't need to attack the Imperials head on. With such a small, focused group here there's other ways." She pipped in her usual quiet tone of voice when the room fell silent. She disliked actually going blaster to blaster with the might of the Empire, they would fail very quickly if that was the method they were going to choose.

Mass Effect: Omega's Finest

"Sienn, what if I were to tell you that the credits you would receive from working with me would set you for this life and your next? That I could help you become a Spectre?" The mysterious figure said, his holographic head turned to the Asari as she moved away from the scene.

"Or you, Jek, what if I could say that I could get you back into STG? I hold connections across the galaxy, as well as a massive amount of credits that I am willing to pay you all for your assistance." He added, this time looking right at the Salarian.

"Just who are you exactly?" Roman grunted, leering at the holographic man. His weapon still drawn, he too was extremely suspicious of their employer, but was albeit interested in the credit talk. He just wondered if the man (or woman) could back up the talk.

"It is not important, Mr. Thornton, I am but your employer, you may refer to me as Zion, in due ti-"

"You bastard, you played me and my friends like we were pawns!" The injured thug at the mercenaries' feet suddenly exclaimed, having faded back into consciousness.

"A necessary tactic. Your time is over. You would have received your credits if you had succeeded, but you did not." Zion calmly replied to the man. Looking down at him as he bled.

"So you don't care what I do to this idiot?" Roman asked, pointing a thumb at the down man.

"No."

A bang from a shotgun firing could be heard a split second after the holographic man spoke, symbolically rendering judgment on the thug by giving Roman Thornton free reign over his life. A splatter of blood followed the blast as the man's body went limp, a smirk on Roman's face as he holstered his shotgun.

"I will explain the next step in our partnership, but only if you all agree to it." Zion stated, looking over all of the mercenaries.

No Heroes: A Star Wars Tale

A Zabrak woman moved out of an alley beside the bar, her eyes scanning the area as she moved towards the entrance, a blaster slung noticeably on the belt of her jumpsuit. Vixai slid through the entrance, right before a group of humans moved inside. She sighed as she entered, remembering how much she truly hated places like this, too loud, too crowded, too many unnecesarily angry and shady beings trying to forget their lives through alcohol. She had never been a fan of the stuff, it messed with her work too much, she always needed to have her eyes open and on the prize.

As she glanced around the establishment she noticed two shady characters looking at her menicingly, she calmly moved her hand towards her belt and tapped the butt of her blaster. They would be foolish to try anything anyway, but it never hurt to let others know that you weren't a pushover ready to be jumped and taken who knows where. The two wisely looked away as Vixai walked towards the backrooms.

She was nervous about meeting the others, but she couldn't let that show, they were all hardened enough to take the job. While she would have rather worked alone, she would try to be friendly with them. Partly avoid getting shot in the back, though again she would never admit that either. The tall Zabrak girl found the door which would lead to the others, she carefully opened it after a deep breath.

"Um, hi, I'm Vixai." She said, in her usual quiet tone of speaking to the others as she entered the room, hoping she wasn't disturbing anything.