Shikaru

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Name: Rhyss Blackblade Height: 6'4 When you were turned: 770 Hair: Jet black shoulder length. Clothes: Black sunglasses(a bullet proof special ops helmet in combat), Tac-ops outfit(black) with a altered SOLDIER insignia on the chest to signify the elite branch, and combat boots. Weapons: Main: Full-Auto 12 Gauge Sagia shotgun he tends to call Bunker Buster. Ammo consists of .22 cartidges, the bullets consisting of a glass vial surrounded by silver shrapnel, each bit engraved with a crucifix. In the compressed vial is holy water and Nitroglycerin. Each bullet also has the word 'Dolor' inscribed in stylish font. The ultimate vampire killing weapon. Support: Dual Desert Eagle Mk Handcannons named Grim and Reaper inscribed on both sides of the guns, loaded with .50 caliber explosive rounds, capable of blowing someones arm off. Though not nearly as powerful as his shotgun, these still pack a hell of a punch. Hidden: A staff with 3 retractable titanium alloy blades with crucifixes engraved on one end, when retracted this looks like no more than a ordinary staff, so it is easily concealed on his back beside his shotgun. You were expecting him to name a staff with stabby sticks on the end? Powers: Taking more time to train his senses and reflexes Rhyss has no insanely awesome powers. His main focal point is, he has no heart, literally. SOLDIER Elite divison had found a way to remove a vampire's heart while keeping them alive after a few run-in's with vampires who already had the proceedure done to them. Other than this, his main advantages in combat is he feels no pain, ever, at all. He can also think and re-act much better than the average human and vampire, now, he can't start dodging bullets all Matrix style, but he has been known to dodge a shot or two. Possibly a side-affect of him losing his sense of pain, he is completely invincible to any psychic abilities, whatsoever. Personality/Brief Description: Rhyss is a SOLDIER Elite, one of the few in this special division. He is a highly trained war machine. But, what SOLDIER doesn't know, is he has his own agenda. He could care less what race he killed as long as his own purposes and goals were fulfilled. Rhyss is the very definition of badass. He feels no pain, he fears nothing, he follows no one but himself, HE is the ultimate SOLDIER. He thinks himself above all, definitely a smartass, but then again, who would be crazy enough to question his reasoning? A big ass muscle-bound 6'4 vampire capable of ripping your lungs out without blinking, you'd be crazy to push him over the edge.

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Name: Magnus Shane Age: 1252 When You Were Turned: 762 Clothes: A pair of makeshift pants secured with metallic strap across his chest linking to a chainmail armpiece made of titanium that descends down the entire arm and stopping directly above the wrist. Appearance: Weapons: Gloves with iron plated leather with serrated claws made out of a nearly indestructible titanium alloy beginning from the knuckles and extending a few inches from the ends of the fingers into very sharp tips. Powers: Given Magnus's age he has grown to be incredibly strong and fast, even morso fast than he is strong. While he is still strong enough to lift incredibly heavy objects, his speed far outshines his strength. Using his speed and the weightlessness of his claws he can reach a target and kill them barely giving them enough time to react, given of course they aren't too awfully far away from him. Once a member of the clan Dresden is now in control of, he too had his heart artificially removed, giving him more of a edge in combat than most vampires. Magnus also has a telepathic ability he has honed over the years, allowing him to speak to someone by communicating directly to their mind, he mostly uses this to confuse his targets as he is only able to do this to one person at a time. And doing so greatly decreases his speed leaving him highly vulnerable. Perhaps part of his telepathic ability, perhaps part of drinking vampire blood of his fallen foes to gain further power, Magnus has one other ability. When pushed hard enough, quickly enough, he will go into a uncontrollable rage. Increasing his speed and strength. During this he has none to next to no control over his actions, reverting back to his primal instincts. Killing everything and anything in his path untill his urges are met or he manages to calm down. Personality: Magnus is truly a force to be reckoned with. Cross him and he won't think twice about cutting you in half. Not belonging to a clan himself, and only in a handful in his many years of exsistance, he prefers to hunt and live alone, unless of course there is something that interests him. Rather than using brute force to eliminate his targets like most vampires, he quickly plans his attacks to be as precise and deadly as possible.

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Name: Matt Thyne Vampire: No When you were turned: N/A Gender: Male Age: 21 Clothes: Armor plated leather gloves, blue jeans, A black T-Shirt that says Kill-U on the front, A leather jacket, and leather boots. Weapons: Main: 2 titanium alloy serrated boomerangs attached to holsters attached to a brace that extends up the forearm on each arm. Support: Silenced Dual Magnums with hollow point rounds and 2 shrapnel grenades made out of silver. Hidden: A set of throwing knives attached to the inside of his jacket Hair color/length: Silver, straight, middle of back length. Eye color: Blue Personality: Tends to be much of a badass, rushing into battle and always ready for a fight. Rude and blunt, always ready to speak his mind.

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Matt was patrolling through the city, there had been a rash of vampire attacks recently, nobody is sure where they came from or where they are hiding. Matt didn't like it, something was wrong, especially for them to outright attack a SOLIDER controlled city. It's almost as if they were planning something, something big. He walked past and alley way, he heard a sound, in a instant he had thrown a knife from his coat, it landing in a common street rat's chest. "Just a damned rat..." He said as he walked over pulling the knife free. Of course, everyone was on edge due to the sheer amount of attacks recently, it wasn't just himself. Due to the fact Kilo Point wasn't home to many soldiers, he had just as much responsibility to patrol as those under him did, it didn't help that a few had gotten killed recently either. Just what the vampires were planning, Matt could never guess. --- Magnus sat in a backroom of the makeshift base he had made, within it were several vampires, waiting for more to arrive. Magnus was planning for a war, and for such a thing, he would need many expendable pawns. As such, he had begun getting his current followers to turn people in the city. The humans were none the wiser, merely thinking it as a batch of rogue vampires, oh how wrong they were...When night comes many more will come to his aide, all of them expendable in his game of war...He could hardly wait, a big grin surfacing on his face, a row of sharp pointed teeth glistening in the faint light that was in the room.