Shikaru

The Blood Compact

Matt is not old he is 21 in this rp ;-;.

The Blood Compact

"Ah, Lady Mohow...Can I just call you Mo? That name is...rather hard to remember fully.." Magnus told her. "So glad you decided to come and join our little party. If my senses don't fail me it seems more humans have also joined us. Oh what fun this is shaping up to be...Do make yourself comfortable. Come shortly after nightfall we will slaughter them all." He sat back down in his makeshift chair of carved stone, simply waiting for the time to pass. Soon, soon he would take the lives of hundreds, then after that, who knows? --- Matt grimaced at the sign of the tanks and the flaming crosses. He grabbed the radio attached to the front of his jacket He spoke into it. "Yeah...get the snipers into position..." "Yeah, you saw them to?" "Mhm...Tanks too. You know what to do." "That should take care of part of them...I'll strike them from behind. Co-Ordinate with the rest on how to bring down that assassin guy." He said as he unbuckled from the motorcycle, with a soft click he ejected the boomerangs from the holsters. He ducked off behind the buildings, circling around to hill overlooking the small army coming to greet them. He grimaced, with that he descended down the hill, using the fading light to his advantage. He tossed the boomerang from his right hand, cutting down two of the attackers, them firing their guns as they went down. Taking down two more with friendly fire. He stretched his arm out and caught the 'rang on the rebound, "Consider me your welcome party fellas." He said with a grin to the few in the back that turned around. With a soft click he returned his weapons to their holsters and drew his magnums, three drawing their rifles in return. He fired, downing two of the three. He ducked as the last proceeded to open fire, by now most of the forces in the back had been alerted of his presence. He delivered a sweep kick to the man in front of him and a head-shot when he hit the ground. He ran and ducked behind one of the buildings for cover, a bullet catching itself in his right arm. The snipers above took that as their signal to begin opening fire, he hoped Mithias took it as his signal to hurry a plan along.

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Neh, Magnus doesn't use poison in this part. It's in the past, in the beginning, before he made the base and hired scientists and the like.

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Magnus stared, almost blankly. "Sorry, I lost track of the conversation around 'Britannia' and re-joined it around 'Chap'. I'll just assume what that was about was a rather long winded 'Yes'. Do make yourself comfortable while we wait for the rest to arrive?" Then Magnus noticed it, the smell of a werewolf. It smelled like a wet dog that had been left out in the heat for a few days, absolutely disgusting. "He glared towards the werewolf that had just entered the room. "The Jester, I'd assume? Welcome indeed...please try not to get your smell all over the place. Dirt and rock tends to soak up the smell of things you know?.." He told him, half mockingly. "Nonetheless..I assume you are here for our little..'gathering'?" --- "Out of the ordinary? No..Not really. Nothing past a few more attacks than usual, but hey that's what they pay us for eh?" Matt replied. Matt wondered why so many Elite agents were being dispatched, surely Hunter would have been enough? It seemed SOLDIER knew a bit more about what was going on here than he or anyone else did..

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Magnus, as crazy and sadistic as ever. You know, I think it's time I gave Matt a last name. I've used him since Neopets roleplay, never gave him a last name....

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Magnus smirked, putting his right leg atop his left knee, bringing both claws so as the tips rested against each other in front of him. "And what of you, going to have tea and crumpets with the Queen? Sounds like a jolly good time old chap, care if I tag along? Oh, maybe we can even go sledging! Have a drink or two at the tavern? Maybe dress up in those silly red guard outfits and stand completely still, then when a human walks by we can pop up and scare the shit out of them?" Magnus said, as sarcastically as vampirelly possible. "Come now, we can simply sit here and insult each others clothes until the world burns down, heaven knows we have enough time. I called you here for a much more important task, you see, I grow tired of this pathetic "SOLDIER" Organization. 'Look at me I have guns that can shoot silver and 900 miles a fucking hour, totally going to use it to help vampire and human kind for ever!'. You see, I called you here for outright war. And where better than to start here, at one of the most known outposts in the country?" Magnus stood, placing his hands together in thought, holding a single claw in the air and slowly nodding his head "You see, soon, plenty more will be arriving to aide me, well us, should you decide to take me up on the offer...One of my underlings said he even invited the great Gabriel himself...but I doubt that, and even if they did, I doubt he will bother to show.. He much better enjoys playing the side lines and fucking with everything that comes along.." He continued "Oh, I guess I forgot to formally introduce myself...Magnus Shane, at your service." He said with a sarcastic bow. "The look on your face says you are highly appalled by my choice of a...base..shall we say. Well, Despite money, one does not simply build a highly sophisticated and hidden base right near a outpost without anyone noticing you know. So, Deal with it for now I guess? If we don't tear the place up to badly we could use SOLDIER's base I guess...Maybe decorate it with the heads of a few of our foes...paint the walls in their entrails...Oh, listen to me carry on and on, you must think I'm crazy, right?" "Well, maybe just a little.." He said with a laugh. "So, What say you? I could always use more ancients such as myself you know, instead of this cannon fodder" He said with a gesture, of course, no one else was in the room. He simply meant the vampires in the base in general. -- Matt stopped after a step or two of the motorcycle stopping in front of him, he recognized the insignia of the Elite branch shortly after. "An Elite? The hell they send you for...Would prefer if they informed me prior..but eh. At-least I can get a break.." Matt said with a sigh before climbing aboard the vehicle and fastening the lap belt. "Drive on, I reckon. You can drop the formalities, most simply call me by my name, Names' Matt. What about you, got a first name?"

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Dere. Edited

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Crosses: Crosses are a mere annoyance than anything to elders, newer vampires would get burned /if/ it touched them. Elders would simply regenerate the damage and shrug it off. Silver: Silver hurts, period. Newer vampires, again, are weaker. Elders, while still vulnerable, will heal it at a moderate pace, the flesh slowly forcing the silver out as it regrows. Holy Water: New vampires worst enemy, especially vapor. Elders, In great amounts proves troublesome, small amounts you are basically poking them with a damned toothpick. Running Water: Does jackshit to anything, ever. Blessed Iron: Neh...Concept seems a bit...eh. Not sure how one would bless a chunk of metal.. Dead Man's Blood: Hinders healing powers, large doses can damage. Almost useless, but handy in a pinch. Poison: Younger vampires could be susceptible, depending on age. Does nothing to elders, whatsoever. Acid: What hurts flesh, hurts flesh. That simple. Stakes: RIP Sunlight: Possibly slightly annoying, does nothing other than that Garlic: Could be used to deter younger vampires from you, elders simply find it appalling but not hindering. Fire: Burny burny. Though, Elders might be able to regenerate it faster than it can harm them. Decapitation: This is a bit iffy, as in one of the previous RP's Mithias regenerated from a pile of nothing. But, then again, he was in Stein's machine..So I'm gunna say it's a instakill, basically. Old Magic: Not sure what you mean, this RP doesn't use magic o.O Did I miss anything? :D

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Magnus would have sent vampires out to tell various vampires/groups of vampires to come to his aide. Several are already at the cave base, some of you on the vampire side could start there if you wish, or be on your way there. It's entirely up to you what you are doing currently. The vampires there could be NPC's, or they could be some of you.

The Metahuman Revolution

Magi stood there, thinking for a moment, whether or not he could trust these people fully, he should help them. He followed Vivian quietly and looked around at all of the sick and injured, watched as she healed a child's burns while damaging herself. He wondered just how anyone could harm themselves for others, and expect nothing in return. He then remembered his own father, how selfless he was in raising him, helping others. He then decided for once in his life, he'd do what his father would do, he would help them without expecting any pay whatsoever. He walked over to a man lying on a bed, bloody gauze wrapped around his leg, bone poking the bandage ever so slightly. He knelt beside the bed and placed his hand over the man's leg, "Sanaret..."He said, the green glow surfacing around his hand once more "Instaurabo...Os..." The glow turned from green to a light purple, he placed his hand on the man, his broken leg slowly beginning to mend itself. In a few seconds, the leg had completely healed and the wound had closed. Magi stood, "This man...is healed..He will need rest.." He told the nurse standing beside him, she simply blinked in disbelief, having known him to have came in with a broken leg. She removed the gauze, and Magi was right, the leg had completely healed. The nurses began carting him around like he was some kind of toy, watching and telling him to heal all sorts of wounds, ranging from infected gashes to broken ribs.