Nytem4re

No Escape For Us (PRIVATE RP)

Slypheed said
:lMy ideas....why you mutate them? D:Also...

Because I'm trying to please everyone by combining ideas. Obviously your idea isn't going to be the same if im doing so..-_- I dont mind really, if you want your idea staying the same that badly, I wouldn't care. That simple....

No Escape For Us (PRIVATE RP)

We could have a kinda mix between cart's idea and slyph's ideas, suppose the US declares indefinite martial law until said otherwise, prompting a civil war as I'm assuming some Americans would be pretty PO'd about it. Also, other countries would send aid/support to their choosing, so it would be like a cold war type of thing as well.

Or, like Slyph said, have a town where all the supernaturals are rounded up and dropped off at, which is cordoned off from the rest of society, kinda like with new york in the crysis series, and basically have all your rights violated.

I guess if slyph really wanted to, the government forces attempting this could go all nazi and decide leaving new york to the supers wouldn't really be very cost efficient.Also, just like in crysis, there could be outside help. It could be from just different agencies or from all countries. Cept there won't be no nanosuit to save the supers...

Oh Waiter! They're Gone! (Supernatural RP)

xAsunaWolfx said
You should beat up nytems charater, lol. otherwise there will be a bloodbath, until daniel happens. lololol

Nahhhhhh he should beat up Kaori because that was the original plan. She deserves it stry!

Oh Waiter! They're Gone! (Supernatural RP)

"Oh look, the vampire is not happy. Well, иди в жопу. Don't see you paing your respects for taking my blood you Leech." Pyotr began to chuckle as his eyes shifted back and forth between the members of the "family" in front of him. " Maybe I should shut up and have you talk more eh? I'm not the one who seems riled up by this talk anyway. It excites you more doesn't it?" The vampire had given him the kind of condescending look he only remember all too well. Even though Pyotr had... a tendency to let loose a... colorful use of language, he was no longer in the mood to mock or taunt. It was a look that the wealthy and immortals usually gave those they deemed.. unworthy of their presence. Arrogant bastards, the lot of em. Didn't matter in the end... both the wealthy and immortal could die just like any other living being, a fact they seemed to forget right up until the point of death. "Ah, maybe I should just stop talking to you. Wouldn't want you to get a heart attack. I'll spare you from dealing with an "uncivilized" human like me."

As for the.. priest or whatever, he wasn't sure if the man was just naive or plain stupid. " Just look around you, holy man.. People are going to die. It could be me, you, that girl, the vampire, I could go on. Fact of the matter is, I don't like them, they don't like me. Which would be fine by me, except that, you know, we're in a damned cage. The moment I let my guard down, I'll be murdered, or something close to that. You see, your people don't like my people. And my people don't like yours. Simply as that. Don't know who started the war, could have been both for all I know, but, I know everything wasn't all hugs and kisses, water under the bridge bullshit. That's why there's still a war to this day. And it seems I won't forgive those supernaturals for what happened here today, and they won't forgive me." It was a bad situation by all means. He was isolated, with no means of reliably defending himself. But, odds meant nothing. With will and determination, others had similar odds stacked against them.

Pyotr just hoped he lived long enough to retrieve his weapons and go out in a goddamn big firefight if he were ever to me murdered by one of those back stabbing sons of bitches....

Oh Waiter! They're Gone! (Supernatural RP)

"Your past cannot come back to kill you if everyone from your past is dead. And if you forget your past, you are a nobody. And I thought there might be just a misunderstanding between us, but it turns out there's only a шлюха, сука, and a дно жизни. I'm surrounded by the scum of the earth. I was naive to think anything good could come out of anything relating to supernaturals." Pyotr thought of the various ways he could of ended that woman's life, and the scenarios quickly ran through his mind, and he eliminated those that seemed unlikely. Oh, the day would come where he could watch with unbridled joy when she was dead. The other two would be the icing on the cake.

" Ты уверен что то разговоры хотел дерьмо, шлюха. Я сломаю тебе, и Я убью тебя если вы попытаетесь, вы будете найдете вы в некотором дерьме..наслаждаться последние минуты, шлюха."

At that moment, he no longer wanted to just escape. Pyotr wanted to make sure those three died... but he would abide his time. And when it would be the right moment, he would strike quickly, leaving no room for retaliation. His whistles echoed of the walls as he decided to occupy his time doing something...

Oh Waiter! They're Gone! (Supernatural RP)

"сукин сын!" Pyotr reverted back to his native tongue as he was bit in the leg. Anger seethed to every fiber of his being. He was about to rip that vampire a new one... but alas, the hound was right there.

" And just like the minister, you sink your teeth in when you find me at the most vulnerable. No fuckin pun intended. I killed that SOB you know. He tried to kill me in my sleep. I'll get a chance to kill you, that vampire, and the шлюха over there." They were all in this weren't they? Just luring him in with talk of peace, goodwill. And he fell for it, the rational bastard he was. He quickly tore off part of his shirt, creating a makeshift bandage for him to stop the bleeding.

" That's the problem with you talking types. Always lure something in with good talks and rationality. Too bad you always lie to some poor ублюдок! Well Lycan, Заткнись! What was that you said? Now, you can either listen very closely to me, or your chances of surviving this hell spawn's trap will diminish. фигня! произнести фигня! I found the complete opposite to be true. You're not monsters. You and your friends just proved you are animals. And you ask me to check my views? Well, from what I've learned, my views have been validated."

Pyotr limped to one of the corners. At least there he wouldn't be attacked without him knowing it there.

"You come the ебать over here and I'll decorate the ground with your brain matter. You think it's an empty threat? Have that шлюха come over here. We'll see what happens."

Pyotr swore silently under his breath. He had been tricked again... no more. He warily watched the three, simply waiting for them to make a move.

" чертов, свинья....все они....."

Oh Waiter! They're Gone! (Supernatural RP)

"Oh, look at you. Going to give me a life lesson on how to be good to every one of my wonderful neighbors. You seem to forget even good men have hatred. Winston Churchill hated the Nazis with a passion. Not a day came where he wished nothing but bad things for his mortal enemies... but I'm not implying I'm a good man in the first place. Oh, it's quite the opposite. Though, I suppose, no one in this room can really lecture the other on morals. I doubt anyone is really innocent here to begin with."

Pyotr stood up tall and sighed as he became... somewhat annoyed by the Lycan's words.

"You are right about one thing. That vampire and you probably ain't going to get me. It's that girl over there. She already almost killed me. You probably knew about her plan. Why should I trust you differently than your friend over there, eh? The way I see it, If I can't trust ya, I'd be better off alone. Less chances of surviving this hellhole, you know the drill."

Pyotr then sat back down and did not bother to make eye contact with the lycan.

"You remind of a minister I used to know. He spoke all friendly words like you did."

There was a notable pause before he spoke again.

"Too bad I hated the living hell outta him."

Oh Waiter! They're Gone! (Supernatural RP)

"So touching, you'd do anything for family. He refuses to drink your blood simply because you're family. Ah, be still my heart."

Pyotr gave an insincere smile, more than anything he wanted to come over there and make good on his promise. It would feel damned good to see that smug bitch get what she deserved.

"And what do you expect me to get from your "moving", and "rousing" speech? That I would be emotionally moved by your amazing sense of loyalty to family? Should I have bent my neck down and said "Here, I'm sorry about the misunderstanding, take my blood because I'm apparently the strongest here, such a compliment! Take all you need!" Yeah, because I'm better off than you. Even talking to you damn hurts. Everything hurts. I haven't eaten well in days, same as you. Been subjugated to torture like anyone in this room. Did it ever occur to you that I fought through the pain because it seemed that someone else was worse off than me? I try and help someone and this is what happens... Jesus. I'd rather have all the blood in me drained and thrown into the sea than give it to him. You are just like every other scum I've met. Always making excuses, never taking blame for their own crimes. At least your friend had the decency to warn me. A vampire with honor, rare these days."

Pyotr attempted to calm himself down. There'd be no reasoning with her. Love did make people insane anyway, he'd probably never understand. He used a neutral tone of voice, a radical change from the venom-filled speech he had given.

" I've got no family to call my own. By your logic I should have raped, murdered, and pillaged everything from here to Shanghai. Well, I haven't, no matter what you think. And I'm not going to hide my intentions and cry that I'm doing things for some, Righteous cause. I'm going to walk away and simply watch as your boyfriend or whatever slowly dies. And I'm watching because it'll feel damn good when you bawl your eyes out when he finally dies. We'll see then where this "family" has gotten you now.

He slowly backed away, keeping his distance from Kaori and Daniel. It wasn't his business what happened to those two now. He had offered his help, and his good intentions were met with bad. All he needed to focus on was getting out.... and perhaps making sure, if by some small fluke the male survived, that those two didn't make it out of this complex alive. They were... dangerous. One was a vampire, and the other.. it didn't matter if she was a supernatural or not, she cannot leave here alive. But, he'd need to get out first after all, and find some weapons. Assuming the male lived through the night.

Even though it was.... a bit unsettling having someone staring daggers at him, Pyotr, simply stared back with a blank expression, and tried to take his mind off of the treachery that occurred here. Wouldn't do him much good. He quietly uttered to himself, throwing the bloodied shard on the ground.

"Damn, a smoke would be good right now... a drink too maybe."

Oh Waiter! They're Gone! (Supernatural RP)

Hearing the thoughts of Daniel, he quickly came to a stop. Vampire? Shit, he'd almost walked into that one. Pyotr quickly stepped away from the man on the ground. So this bitch over there was lying to him. Fucking coward. Pyotr tightly gripped the shard of rock he had behind his back, and the jagged edges dug into his calloused hands, causing them to bleed profusely. Thoughts raced through his mind as his eyes moved from Kaori to Daniel. If the ma-.... vampire on the ground really wanted blood, then his female friend must be another vampire as well, as she wanted him to get close enough for her friend to drain his blood. Huh. A vampire with morals. Seemed like an oxymoron... but he'd sort it out later. Right now, he felt like mauling the woman who decided she was so clever until her damn mother couldn't recognize her.

"You're fucking with me. Think you're so damned clever, think you can get places with your womanly charms? You're probably laughing at me now for being tricked to having come so close."

The pain in his hand steadily increased as the blood dripped down to the ground, making a small puddle near his feet. He didn't care that his weapon was visible now, it was already plainly obvious before.

"I should kill you and leave you for your friend to eat. You want him to have blood that badly? He can feast all he wants when your neck and wrists are slit. I'll enjoy watching you suffer. It'll be a fitting death for a deceiver like you."

"You think you can still trick me when your windpipe is ripped out from your throat?"

No Escape For Us (PRIVATE RP)

Well, this is something to come back to....

Are we not even trying anymore?