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4 yrs ago
republicans be like yeah you have to have the child but when its born I hate it. i will personally come and kick it and then eat a full meal in front of it. loser!
5 yrs ago
log off u weirdo
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6 yrs ago
this whole election lawsuit stuff is just a cover up because they're not sure how to announce that Jeb! won in a landslide
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6 yrs ago
people just be making statuses with no thought. i run my statuses through 3 independent corporate panels and a top secret military AI before posting. high quality
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6 yrs ago
im just saying you're dodgy
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Lucius was in a deep sleep. No dreams, just peaceful, undisturbed sleep. He was tucked up nicely in his soft bed. It reminded him of when he had parents. When there was someone to say night to him before he drifted off. Lucius hadn't felt that security and comfort for ages. But now, he was still and silent, breathing softly into his pillow, his body resting from a long day. There really wasn't a better feeling that that. Until it was interrupted.

There was a bang on the door, and Lucius awoke with a start. "Get up and come with us to the diner.". Lucius felt groggy. He rubbed his eyes and got out of bed, being careful not to knock over his water glass. He got changed out of his pajamas and into some decent clothes, took a sip of water, then found his glasses and put them on. Instantly his vision was much clearer. He had had these glasses for a few years.

Lucius opened the door and went gladly with the guards. They walked past more doors, and Lucius heard more people getting out of bed, moaning and dropping things on the floor. And at last, they reached the giant hall that was the diner.
KatherinWinter said
I like him but I am alittle concerned about his ability. How would Vlad keep him under control?


I'm going to change his power to this: Prehensile Tail

He can retract it at will. Nice and easy, not too overpowered, easy to control, because a tail can't go out of control.
Name: Lucius Clase
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Apperance:

Personality: Quiet, law-abiding (all will be revealed), Intelligent, calm and generally tries to avoid violence.
Ability: Fortitude Weakening
Bio: Lucius was born in a snooty upper-class family living in California. His parents were rich business owners, so naturally they wanted Lucius to grow up to be the same. They gave him private tutoring from the age of 3, before sending him to a private school. Lucius's parents didn't take any chances of him not getting in, so they gave the headmaster a lot of money. Lucius was in the school.

As you may expect, Lucius was at the top of his class throughout the years, and when he moved out of Elementary and Middle school, he moved on to a very posh and upper class high school. He was very popular, and had a close circle of friends, of people like him. There was one boy in his class who didn't do very well, and misbehaved quite a lot. They asked Lucius to befriend the boy, they thought that some of Lucius's traits would rub off on him. The two boys struck up quite a close friendship despite their conflicting personalities.

One night however, this would all change. The other boy, who's name was David, asked Lucius to go hang out with him to help him study. Lucius's parents agreed, they agreed to anything that had the words "learning" or "study in it. When he got to the school, where David said to meet, David was no where to be found. Lucius yelled to him, then suddenly there was a loud ringing, and David was running out of the door with a stack of money and a gun. Lucius yelled at him, shouting at him to put it back. Then the school janitor rushed out, and David fired, killing him. The police arrived shortly after, arresting the two boys.

They were jailed. Lucius tried to tell his parents what really happened, but they shunned him. He never saw them again. Of course, he was then selected to take the experiment.
UnendingEmpire said
Kaijuplease


Oops. Will edit now.
Krov was silent. He turned to face the one who had just entered the door. He was shocked. The Art Of War nearly slipped out of his hands. He had heard the rumors about Priscilla, the Black Queen. He hadn't believed them fully. He had hoped that they would be true, but he doubted them. Why would one of the most famous vampires in existence come to this sanctuary, set up by a mere fledgling? Why would she care about the plight of Japan, when she was Italian?

He looked over at Kuro. While he was wise and the eldest, he was a bit.... Well..... Goofy. Chiyo could be quite rude. Greyson was very quiet, and Karina had only been a vampire for a few months. Krov decided to speak up.

"I am not the eldest, but I can inform you of the events in great detail. Oh, I nearly forgot to introduce myself. Krov Piyavki, also known as The Tsar, 129 years old, Russian. A month ago, the vampires of Japan came out of hiding. They announced that they were going to take over Japan for themselves. I was among the ranks of the uprising against the filthy humans. For a short while, it went well. Until the day when they sent out the Black Swords on us. They were equipped with everything that we fear. Silver swords, bright lights, garlic and holy water. They struck us down, and many of us were killed, while some sustained wounds" Krov thought of the burn on his leg. "Hisako over there, sent out a message to the survivors of the uprising. We traveled here, to find out if this was really the safehouse she described. So far, it is proving that way.".

After filling The Skull Queen in on the details, he stepped back, anxious to hear her reply.
Krov felt a bit bad after Karina and Kuro had spoke. He probably should not have scared Karina like, that, and he probably shouldn't have busted in and demanded respect. He should have earnt it. He was only a Lesser after all. He had probably lost all respect from Chiyo. He needed to act more respectful. He had heard word that Priscilla the Ancient had been summoned to the sanctuary. If he could win the respect of the third oldest vampire in existence, he would have more chance of survival. Krov remembered something he had heard in The Art Of War:

"Sun Tzu said: The control of a large force is the same principle as the control of a few men: it is merely a question of dividing up their numbers.".

Krov then spoke. "Sorry, I should have shown more respect to you. I now understand that my comments may have come off as a bit brash, and a big arrogant and hotheaded. I will be a fiercely loyal ally from now on. You have won my respect." Krov's dark eyes twinkled when he said this.

"You're right, Hisako, we will need more humans to sustain our needs. 3 humans is not enough to feed..... Um.."Krov was never good at counting, for he had no education. "Several vampires. I could go and collect a few more, if that is needed for the benefit of the group as a whole.".
"Sun Tzu said: The art of war recognizes nine varieties of ground: (1) Dispersive ground; (2) facile ground; (3) contentious ground; (4) open ground; (5) ground of intersecting highways; (6) serious ground; (7) difficult ground; (8) hemmed-in ground; (9) desperate ground.

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When a chieftain is fighting in his own territory, it is dispersive ground."

Krov thought about the person who had just introduced herself. She sounded nervous. Krov was a bit nervous as well, but he didn't show it. "65 years old?" He thought. "A mere fledgling. She probably won't be much help to us. Fledglings are never very experienced.". Then Krov stood up, and introduced himself to the other vampires. Maybe the ones who had been around the block would recognize him now.

"My name is Krov Piyavki, known as The Tsar among the Black Swords. Russian, born on the outskirts of the grand city of Moscow. Fought in World War I" Krov's voice shook slightly when he said this, and the 3 white scars on his stomach prickled." One hundred and twenty nine years old. Killed a Black Sword, turned one to our side as well. Turned into vampire in 1915."

After giving his introduction to the other vampires, he looked around. Maybe now they would give him a smidgen of respect. They hadn't done a very good job of giving respect so far. Then suddenly the burn on his ankle flared up, but he kept quiet, waiting for their responses, so he could get back to his book.
Dammit Empire, now we all have to wait for Mach. Mach, don't be long.

Jk.
In Stuck. 12 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
This seems interesting.
Mach2 said
Could someone clarify for me if the group is inside or outside? I'm quite certain Greyson is still lying against the outside of the house, and I believe everyone else is inside? I'm going to start writing my post as though that is the case. If I'm wrong, someone please correct me and I'll edit before I post!


Yes, I think we are all inside now.
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