@Markofkri PM the secret to all the GMs and you only need one more of us to accept your CS before you can move it to the CS tab.
Ok thank you.
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Ok thank you.
An hour passed and Amanda knocked on the door announcing she was coming in. "So did we decide on anything? A gate huh? Sure why not. It will take them a while. Maybe a week. I'll get the lawyers to evict the Manson family. I know this month was difficult. If you just wait a little I will help in any way I can. I'll need Vivian to take a trip and run some errands to the lawyers and then family that what to nest here. I'm sorry but if you trust her Eva then so do I."
I think I'm done. Thoughts please?
Name: Valeri Daimi Demon Name: Batibat, A female nightmare demon that causes death during sleep (Philipines)
Age:15
Excessive Wealth [in March, 2008, Pope Benedict XVI added the 8th Deadly Sin of ‘Excessive Wealth’ to the list of Deadly Sins.]
Traits:
Non-violent- Abstaining from the use of violence.
Spoiled - Treated with excessive indulgence and pampering from earliest childhood, and has no notion of hard work
troublemaker - Someone who deliberately stirs up trouble, intentionally or unintentionally
Other Characteristics: Human= blue
Selfish - Concerned chiefly or only with oneself
Smart Ass - Thinks they know it all, and in some ways they may, but they can be greatly annoying and difficult to deal with at times, especially in arguments
Name: Valeri Daimi Demon Name: Batibat, A female nightmare demon that causes death during sleep (Philipines)
Age:15
Excessive Wealth [in March, 2008, Pope Benedict XVI added the 8th Deadly Sin of ‘Excessive Wealth’ to the list of Deadly Sins.]
Traits:
Non-violent- Abstaining from the use of violence.
Spoiled - Treated with excessive indulgence and pampering from earliest childhood, and has no notion of hard work
troublemaker - Someone who deliberately stirs up trouble, intentionally or unintentionally
Other Characteristics: Human= blue
Selfish - Concerned chiefly or only with oneself
Smart Ass - Thinks they know it all, and in some ways they may, but they can be greatly annoying and difficult to deal with at times, especially in arguments
I've seen a lot of Bad guy/demon x servant/human so I put this together.
Eventually the world collapse on you. Mentally you lost all hope and have no escape. The loved ones or by your own hand send you for help. They tell you they care and that they want you normal. They send you to the Olmsted Complex. A sanitarium for the over worked and clinically depressed. They admit you and the conditions are nice they take care to give you the sets of clothes and linens you will need in your stay. The white walls and happy faces painted on the walls seem more day care then a serious center. you wave your family good bye and the attendants give you a shot for vitamin booster. You pass out. Want to learn more then you have to pay (fear, pain, suffering, demetia, and more) to play.
Eventually the world collapse on you. Mentally you lost all hope and have no escape. The loved ones or by your own hand send you for help. They tell you they care and that they want you normal. They send you to the Olmsted Complex. A sanitarium for the over worked and clinically depressed. They admit you and the conditions are nice they take care to give you the sets of clothes and linens you will need in your stay. The white walls and happy faces painted on the walls seem more day care then a serious center. you wave your family good bye and the attendants give you a shot for vitamin booster. You pass out. Want to learn more then you have to pay (fear, pain, suffering, demetia, and more) to play.
Name: Demetri Gio
Age: 17
Reputation:Born a natural vampire into an aristocratic family Demetri is ignorant of human customs. Yet at the same time possessing all of the social etiquette of vampires. This makes him an oddity. The thought of conversing to a human disturbs him. Why would one care to converse with ones food is one of the many social foax pas he simply chooses not to partake in. Drinking blood is as common to Demetri as drinking milk is to a human infant.
Demetri is a expert tactian and can out think an average person ten moves ahead. Even to the point where if the opportunity presents itself he can use his thought process to take advantage of three dimensional space. The down side is Demetri will over analyze a problem to the point where the situation will be resolved before he chooses to act.
History: Demetri was taken care of from birth by his parents and a handful of servants. He was tought of vampire customs and his family lineage. This was a blind spot that his parents saw getting bigger each day. They tried to reason with him that blending in to humans was necessary skill. He had to conform to there dress and learn there mannerisms. He father had indulged him for far too long.
"It is time to leave here Demetri. You will learn of your powers and the ways of humans." His father was insistant.
"No." Demetri sat in his chair the only other piece of furniture in his room. His head tilted to the side and rested against his right hand. His patented far off stare looked through his father.
Father had become impatient. "You will go. I have made arrangements. You will learn of humans and your power. This you will do. No failure on this shall I tolerate. It is time."
No reply did Demetri give. None was needed. Father had said what will happen. He sate as the time approached and the servants gathered his clothes. In the chair unmoving even his eyes were fixed. As the day came the servants placed him in a travel coffin and placed it on the train. Demetri bumped, bounced, and was jostled the enitre trip. Until a knock on the lid gave the clear to come out.
Age: 17
Reputation:Born a natural vampire into an aristocratic family Demetri is ignorant of human customs. Yet at the same time possessing all of the social etiquette of vampires. This makes him an oddity. The thought of conversing to a human disturbs him. Why would one care to converse with ones food is one of the many social foax pas he simply chooses not to partake in. Drinking blood is as common to Demetri as drinking milk is to a human infant.
Demetri is a expert tactian and can out think an average person ten moves ahead. Even to the point where if the opportunity presents itself he can use his thought process to take advantage of three dimensional space. The down side is Demetri will over analyze a problem to the point where the situation will be resolved before he chooses to act.
History: Demetri was taken care of from birth by his parents and a handful of servants. He was tought of vampire customs and his family lineage. This was a blind spot that his parents saw getting bigger each day. They tried to reason with him that blending in to humans was necessary skill. He had to conform to there dress and learn there mannerisms. He father had indulged him for far too long.
"It is time to leave here Demetri. You will learn of your powers and the ways of humans." His father was insistant.
"No." Demetri sat in his chair the only other piece of furniture in his room. His head tilted to the side and rested against his right hand. His patented far off stare looked through his father.
Father had become impatient. "You will go. I have made arrangements. You will learn of humans and your power. This you will do. No failure on this shall I tolerate. It is time."
No reply did Demetri give. None was needed. Father had said what will happen. He sate as the time approached and the servants gathered his clothes. In the chair unmoving even his eyes were fixed. As the day came the servants placed him in a travel coffin and placed it on the train. Demetri bumped, bounced, and was jostled the enitre trip. Until a knock on the lid gave the clear to come out.
"You should get dressed and have breakfast with me. Then we can go see Amanda and see what she thinks. Personally I vote sticking together as there is strength in numbers. Together we can strategize and kick them out. I am tired of running. I want to stay." She has her arms crossed in front of her and a stern look on her face.
So after returning to your room, getting dressed for the day you meet Vivian for breakfast the two of you eat and give the nieces a hard time about being slapped. Then head off to Amanda's room. You knock before hearing some intimate sounds. "O-one second." There is a fewminutes pause and Amanda opens the door covered in a sheet. "Give me," She looks back into the room. "Give me an hour and I'll be right there."
"Vivian gives you possible ideas for you to consider in that hour. The best three are the ones listed on the pad you wrote them on.
1. We get a lawyer to serve the free loaders eviction papers. Set up a gate and intercom system to stop people before they reach the house.
2. We sell them the family house and use the money to buy a place closer to civilization. Say Italy?
3. We Frame Frank for a murder and sell the nieces like in hostel.
During this time the Franks wife knocks on Vivian's door. And asks if you want to go out with her to be ready in about ten minutes. In true to form she doesn't wait for an answer as she walks down the hall.
So after returning to your room, getting dressed for the day you meet Vivian for breakfast the two of you eat and give the nieces a hard time about being slapped. Then head off to Amanda's room. You knock before hearing some intimate sounds. "O-one second." There is a fewminutes pause and Amanda opens the door covered in a sheet. "Give me," She looks back into the room. "Give me an hour and I'll be right there."
"Vivian gives you possible ideas for you to consider in that hour. The best three are the ones listed on the pad you wrote them on.
1. We get a lawyer to serve the free loaders eviction papers. Set up a gate and intercom system to stop people before they reach the house.
2. We sell them the family house and use the money to buy a place closer to civilization. Say Italy?
3. We Frame Frank for a murder and sell the nieces like in hostel.
During this time the Franks wife knocks on Vivian's door. And asks if you want to go out with her to be ready in about ten minutes. In true to form she doesn't wait for an answer as she walks down the hall.
You'll hurt my feelings. =p just kidding. =)
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Seeing the knights being slaughtered by Balothiss gave the curse soul a moments respite. These were knights who may have been loyal to an idea at one point. They might be here only from a sworn fealty. Fools, symbols of his own once naivety. The cold grew around the shade. He would release them from their vows. Moving into the fray cold stair took no pleasure in each piercing cry.
The sword had no hold over him yet, almost on its own did it find its way into each knight. Whether it was the head or chest the twitch the body made from the soul being pierced did little to sway his disdain of these wretches. As the bodies hit the ground frost and necrosis took them. No savior would come on wings of light. No prayer uttered would help them escape. The only thing that sought them was death. It was death that would hold each of them as the specter did its work. Many of them felt the ice grow in there lungs after his strike. As the light of hope left them they could feel the rotting of flesh from their face. Other few unfortunate souls would swing their weapon at this figure only to have it land on the ally across from them. This made it seem that the shade could produce blades from his body. The idea alone sent some knights to soil their armor. Cold stare cared not for the sound or the way they died. Just the fact that they were dead gave him the strength to kill more.
The sword had no hold over him yet, almost on its own did it find its way into each knight. Whether it was the head or chest the twitch the body made from the soul being pierced did little to sway his disdain of these wretches. As the bodies hit the ground frost and necrosis took them. No savior would come on wings of light. No prayer uttered would help them escape. The only thing that sought them was death. It was death that would hold each of them as the specter did its work. Many of them felt the ice grow in there lungs after his strike. As the light of hope left them they could feel the rotting of flesh from their face. Other few unfortunate souls would swing their weapon at this figure only to have it land on the ally across from them. This made it seem that the shade could produce blades from his body. The idea alone sent some knights to soil their armor. Cold stare cared not for the sound or the way they died. Just the fact that they were dead gave him the strength to kill more.
On the bright side I'm not that cheesy to make you go through all this only to have you wake back up during your kidnapping. =) See Gm = nice guy.
*The GM said while folding the skeletal hands in front of skull.
*The GM said while folding the skeletal hands in front of skull.
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