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@DiamondBlizz - I'll discuss it with Kidd, when he shows up! But I'm thinking to stick to generic vampire lore rather than including Elder vampires and all that, ensuring everyone's on the same power level if not the same experience level. @Makarov - So am I! I also think I'll make a Klaus-equivalent for the Blackmoore family in addition to playing Alistair (who drinks animal blood exclusively as I already had her CS ready to go a few months back.)

It gives us an excuse for more bumps! (#unashamed)

Alrighty! -Now- we can get moving! I'd like to do a quick headcount, first, of those that are still here to post as our characters have gone through a mini timeskip to the day of the mission to meet up with Luther! Say aye if you're planning on staying in the RP! - McHaggis(duh) - Kirah - Jig

**UNDER NEW MANAGEMENT – OPEN FOR NEW APPLICANTS** **Where – New York City** **Time – Now** *Humans do not know we exist. Creatures of the night – blood-suckers, parasites – you name the myth, and it is we vampires who are behind it. Here in New York, reeking of technological advancement and, naturally, of tempting human blood, we do not live with the down-and-out dregs of society; we **thrive**.* *The landscape of this concrete jungle and all its holdings is, as expected, sought after by many vampire clans. Over the centuries, two have survived: **the Kingstons** and **the Blackmoores**. Two families with different ideologies, with contrasting attitudes towards humans and a colourful cast of fledgelings and followers, both ancient and brand new.* *All that matters now in the sea of passive-aggression is the question of who throws the first metaphorical punch – or who breaks the timeless rules of the city before the other.* *Welcome to the family.* --- Hello and welcome to 'Cold-Blooded', a vampire RP set in modern times in good old New York City! This is a revival-rehash-continuation-of the previous thread, found [here](http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/69361/posts/ic), due to the GM's inactivity. Vampires in this RP are weakened by sunlight, live in families or clans – the Kingstons or the Blackmoores – and feed on blood to survive. Opinions on mere mortals differ from vampire to vampire, and the general outlook of each family is outlined below so you can make your choice as to which to join. Each family has a head, head members, and then humans that were turned into vampires. Furthermore they are weak when presented with fire and wood and, while a stake to the chest won't kill them, it'll drain their powers. Death only occurs for a vampire through decapitation. In this world of vampires, there is some pretty bog-standard lore to work with. Vampires are weakened, but not turned to dust by sunlight; they live in clans/families/covens (one of two, in this RP); and finally they must feed on human blood to survive, though animal blood can do in a pinch. Each family has a head, outlined somewhere below, and a set of guidelines to follow. As for the RP's OOC rules, they're straight-forward and likely to be those you find anywhere else. No godmoding, speed-posting or Mary Sues, and aim for civility. Have as much fun as possible, and feel free to ask either Kidd or I about any problems. --- **KINGSTON** - Ruled by Mira Kingston. - **Does not allow** drinking directly from humans. Has freezers full of blood-bags on hand. - Altering humans' memories is **strongly frowned upon**. Prevent it by controlling yourselves! - Ancient vampires easily available, Klaus and Praetor. - Very liberal, moral, and pro-human! **BLACKMOORE** - Ruled by Alistair Blackmoore. - **Allows** drinking from humans in the city and even promotes it over other forms of sustenance. - **Does not allow** leaving the victim's memories intact and the typical **suggestion is to kill** the mortal involved. - Prioritises the safety of vampire-kind from discovery by humans above all else. - If you value a traditional, ambitious family, this is the one for you! --- **CHARACTER SHEET** Name: Age: (Both the age they were turned at and how old they actually are.) Appearance: (Picture is preferred – anime or realistic – but words are cool too.) Bio: (Include how/why they were turned.) Personality: What family do you belong to? (Kingston or Blackmoore, feel free to ask about both!) Power: (One per vampire.) Side: (With/Against Humans or Indifferent.) Weapon: (If applicable.) Other: (Any interesting facts.) --- [Chatzy!](http://www.chatzy.com/23840164776075)

New thread: [Here!](http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/75183/posts/ic)

*Previously on Cold Blooded – most of the two vampire families, Kingston and Blackmoore, are in 'The Tortuga' bar.* >Maria was shocked by the sudden change in Lucian. He sank to his knees and began to sob. She was quickly beside him, holding him. Once he was done begging her not to fear him she made gentle soothing sounds, rocking him slightly. "Shh... shh my love... I do not fear you... do not do this to yourself. I never want you to suffer." > >She looked up, bracing herself as his sire approached, but the male simply patted him arm, wished him happiness and left. Could it possibly be that simple? Maria didn't trust it but dismissed it for now. Lucian needed her. She stood, making him stand with her. She wiped his face lovingly. "No more tears. No more being on your knees my love. I am here." > >She looked at Alistair. "I want to take him home. Please?" she pleaded, needing her sire's permission before bringing a non-family male into their home. --- Alistair was both mildly bemused by the theatrics of it all and completely confused as to why it was all happening, especially *in public*. A wry smile twitched at the corner of his lips and he sighed, more dramatically than intended. Perhaps it was infectious? He knew some vampires were more prone to warbling fits of melancholy, bursting into tears, or turning to rage as if a switch had been flipped without a moment's notice, while others were... more detached. Apathetic. “Whatever you want, darling,” he said to Maria, eyes flitting over towards Trixy in a gesture of *what on Earth am I meant to say to this?*. He'd never been good at refusing those of his own blood, be those few he turned, like Maria, or his grandmother. “You're responsible for him, though. If he hurts one of us – and that includes you – well...” Alistair finished off with a shrug. “Don't let him shed on the carpet, either.” “Béatrix? I think it's time to give Mira a *gentle*, diplomatic reminder that The Tortuga is our territory.” Alistair offered the French woman a grin as he turned his back on Lucian and Maria. “We have stuff to do and as much as I find her and her posse entertaining, I *really* just want to kill something. Rogues, that is.”

Hope this is okay! Still not happy with the picture though. **NAME:** Jun Khando **AGE:** 23 **GENDER:** Male **ELEMENT:** Air **APPEARANCE:**  Jun is marked by both an unusually tall height at just over 6'1” and an unhealthily thin weight of 130lbs – far beyond what he describes as merely a “long and lanky” shape. His ankles and wrists are weak, his lightweight bones plagued with brittleness and his body cursed with the unfortunate inability to maintain muscle. On colder, rainier days, a limp is emphasised as his joints lock up. While not an illness per se, Jun's condition is a combination of unlucky genetics and absolute refusal to fuse himself with technology as many of his family suffering the same plight have already done. Outwardly, though, Jun's face is always an unmistakeable picture of cheer and delight. With grey eyes, pale skin (which only adds to the sickly feeling) and the delicate features typical of an airbender heritage, the only thing contradicting his almost-traditional choice of apparel is his haircut, or lack thereof. With unkempt curly brown hair, untameable for the most part, he is by no means a monk. Overall, with his ever-present wolfish grin, Jun appears much younger than his actual age – almost as if he is still a teenager. Jun dresses in light synthetic fabrics – typically fawn and black to provide the illusion of real leather – though in terms of actual armour value it is rather light, focusing on flexibility and speed as well as being able to bend with him to prevent tearing or stiffness. He has an unusual preference for caps and has a collection of varying colours, as well as a bandana holding his long hair in place. During airbending, his old-fashioned slippers often fall off, though her refuses to replace them with a pair of shoes with actual laces. Mostly, Jun stands out for his *lack* of obvious technology in his dress and sort-of adherence to the primitive 'old ways' of elemental bending. He does, however, carry various interesting items in his many pockets that may include smoke bombs and flash grenades, portable holograms as well as a whole pocket full of plastic zipties to help with his vigilantism. His only lethal weapon is a steel garrotte, though he prefers to use whatever he can pick up around him – lead pipes are a favourite. **ABILITIES:** A talented airbender despite his woeful physical condition (which is surprisingly good, considering), Jun's skills in bending are not formally trained but easily effective due to the comparative rarity of his powers. Choosing to hone his speed over improving his pitiful strength was a wise choice – he is extremely swift, acrobatic in his movements and particularly good at evading attacks, following a similar style to the ancient Air Nomads. Through years of practice, his speed is well above the average bender's, though he focuses almost too much on that one area to tire out his opponent and *then* strike. Life in an impoverished area of the city has given him more than enough unpredictable attacks for his arsenal, and his fighting style is far from generic now. A few years of formal martial arts training by a has-been monk serves him well when added to his tactical use of gadgets – though nothing too high tech. Stealth is not his strong point, but cunning is, and he's not above using dirty techniques (like pocket sand!) to achieve his goals of not-dying. Jun uses the various wires and cables around the city to make his way around and has a good knowledge of alternate paths that require excellent balance – or an airbender's abilities – to cross. More than once he has taken a bedsheet from a washing line for a joyride using the air currents that howl between the draughty heights of the skyscrapers. He has had no luck creating an air sphere beneath him to whizz around on, but can push an enemy back when it comes to the raw force of the wind, wielding it almost like a blade at times. His day job – to predict the weather for the various television stations – has made him quite adept and guessing whether it's going to be rain or shine, too. **PERSONALITY:** Jun is, first and foremost, an extrovert. He dislikes loneliness – both in himself and others – and can be quite heavy-handed in his attempts to erase it, making friends with those who have none. He's about as subtle as a brick in that regard, easy-going and pleased to make friends “just for the sake of it”. As a dreamer, Jun has often been called lazy and foolish, his ambitions to become a police officer belittled more than once due to how impossible they were; his sense of justice was far stronger than his weak body. He is prone to impulsive decisions – such as helping to fight the crimes he sees while on his routine wandering of the city – but lives a strict path of no regrets and no apologies. It can be infuriating to others, since he refuses to repent for past actions and see that he has done wrong. It borders on the arrogant. **BRIEF BIO:** Jun comes from a family of airbenders fallen by the wayside due to poor health conditions and a lack of recognisable talent. While bending is common amongst his siblings and parents and aunts and uncles, very few of them opted to continue practising their childhood abilities due to the inevitable end of it: better to receive bionics and be able to work, than not and have only bending to live on. Jun, however, swore not to follow this path despite having more reason than others to replace his weak bones – he loved the freedom too much to choose a different path, and was too proud once on it to admit he was wrong to follow his dreams. His childhood, as a result, was marked by hard work spent in – arguably – the wrong places. School would be a footnote of future records of his achievements, he often told himself, and found himself other things to do rather than study. Jun never was the most intelligent, though he could have passed if he applied himself; however, he dropped out early and was eventually forced to get a job with the weather station on family connections alone, doomed to a monotonous application of airbending for the rest of his life. And then he decided that he couldn't become a functional member of society – couldn't allow the various crimes of the world to go unpunished – and thus began the barely-interesting story of the unnamed vigilante, preventing robberies and murders in alleyways everywhere. With how reckless he's been, it's a miracle he hasn't died yet, but it turns out all of the hours he put in as a child and teenager in an effort to become a big-name hero really did work.

I'm in, Liriia! I might go for an air-bender, if it's allowed, or a fire-bender if not.

Liriia, if we're working under the assumption that Dim isn't coming back, do you need a Co-GM? I'd be willing to help out!

I can make one up if you want. Might take until tomorrow though (because I'm netflix-bingeing the Vampire Diaries)