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Jules, nice to meet ya! We'll open the OOC after I get a few more peeps. Thanks for the interest.
Nosy nosy reporter! :P

I'll post up Lauren today or tomorrow and will try not to pull to far ahead because we need X and Little Fox with us in these next scenes. :)
Post up my peeps! Let's get this thing moving. :)


I love a good vamp rp. I'm use to playing the older, stronger wise-ass vamp, but this time I want to change things up a bit. I'm looking for someone to play an older male vamp, very set in his ways - reclusive and standoffish if you will. In a moment of pity on my character, he saves her from death and brings her into new life with him. As a new challenging, she's less than pleasant to deal with, quite overbearing and far to "alive" for his tastes. We can come up with a larger "plot" if you will, but I like the idea of character developing these two. Will she bring him back up for air or will he pull her down for quiet reprieve?

We can add in some specifics about the opening scene here and then get started. Again, she will be a vamp hunter from the church that is dying of cholera. Let's put them in the 1930s or so and keep the technology and historical accuracy loose as I hate to be tied down.

Let's do a quick, easy CS as I hate them with a passion.

Name:
Age:
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You and I are mad scientist and we have discovered a way to regenerate life, using shells of those that have passed on. We will work together to create a world in which we have many secrets, government funding, many attacks on us and perhaps a bit of romance if you’re man enough to warrant it. But something goes terribly wrong and one of our creations starts thinking for himself and decides that you and I must be stopped – and we run.

- Her father will be a preacher and have quite a problem with her line of work and desires.
- She will struggle heavily with her faith, or really lack there of, but be so dedicated to trying to assist the human race in reconstruction for soldiers and children born with missing limbs and such.
- Their work starts out very honest and admiral, but after the power they seem to obtain from what they create - a man from scratch - they began struggling.
- We can have the assistant die and then flash forward a year or two and have your male character come in and take over to help her start over. After her assistant dies I would think she "pulls the plug" and runs from the idea until she meets your scientist (perhaps they work on a campus, hospital or something together) and she begins to dream again, sharing what she's done and uncovered in the past.
Lovely picture for your boy, btw. Long ass day is finally slowing down. I've started her in heaven. I'm thinking after a few posts in their respective places we'll have them meet at a portal of sorts for a joining ceremony that will bind them together for protection, a bit of my goodness bleeding on you and visa versa, which should prove to piss everyone off. :P

Whatcha think?


In remembrance of one race, the deliberations began and for the first time in the scope of an eternity, the doors of heaven welcomed the scholars of hell to sit at their holy table, to converse on a solution that could change the destructive history that was to come – for them all. Words were spoken and ideas offered from both sides, but it was Malachi in the end who presented a simple union of the royal blood from each side that won the quorum those many years ago. And so it was set in the book of the life that the princess of God’s left hand would join her spirit with the prince of the devil’s right and together they would bring about a paradigm shift that would lay cracks in the foundation of what was to come and forever change tomorrow’s tomorrow.

“You do realize that Gabriel will never agree to this, do you not?” The loud voice wrapped tightly around the smaller man, his long white fingers incessantly smoothing his thick multi-colored brow as his eyes shifted slightly to the larger angel.

“I’m not giving him a choice. I was given authority by the Master to offer up any solution that I must in order to change the ending of existence as we all understand it to occur. He would’ve allowed me to send anyone or do anything… this isn’t a choice. It’s a sacrifice that we’re making. Period.” Malachi’s voice was tight with angst as he was old friends with the left hand of God and knew this wasn’t going to be a pleasant visit.

His companion stopped as they approached the great hall, the white pillars rising far above them and lifting deep into the recess of the clouds. Malachi stopped as well and turned to Nathaniel. “What? Are you not coming?”

“Absolutely not. You’re on your own with this one. Seraphine is his only daughter and his mate is dead. This is not going to be my plait to deliver the news, nor is it enjoyment for my eyes to witness. Do what you must, but do it in haste, old friend.” Nathaniel departed as Malachi turned toward the hall, his large chest moving with a slight tremble, his heart shuddering at the very thought of the next few moments and the decisions made that spun them into existence.

Chances are Seraphine would never come back home. Chances of her living through any of the decisions made and sacrifices offered were so equivocal and yet what chance did they really have but to extend their best, their brightest – the most loving and kind of their females for this union?

“May God have mercy on my soul,” Malachi whispered as he walked through the large alabaster doors, the warm winds of heaven reaching up to wrap his robe tightly around him and remind him that God in fact already did.
Thanks guys!! :)
You bet. I want a massage, a nap and a burger!
Now now love... That PM was before this interest check went up and I've no idea what you were trying to say in your PM. :)
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