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Sorry, but I'm a Zhuge Liang fan myself. I mean, he killed Zhou Yu with a letter that amounted you, "You mad bro?" Greatest troll in all of history.


That's actually why I like Zhou Yu. When I was younger, I had the arrogance to want to be smarter than everyone else and when I wasn't, I railed against the world. I was also pretty rage-filled and was convinced I'd die from my own rage. Zhou Yu could have been great but Zhuge Liang was greater. Zhou Yu's fixation on being second best led to his blunders and ultimately his death. In a way it's sort of unlucky and tragic, and there's a pettiness that I think most people can relate to.
@DaxamGo to threekingdoms.com and begin reading Romance of the Three Kingdoms.


Man, this has me hankering for an RoTK RP now...

Favorite Character is Zhou Yu
@Akai no Senshi
Her vision moved away from the boy and to a new figure that entered the Pharmacy. The female who looked fourteen but had eyes of a ruthless killer. Her aura was a combination of dark pink and cloudy blue, revealing she still had a lot of growing up to do, but also that her desire for control was and always has been her security blanket.

Unveiling a deadly soldier's pike, the tiny girl began threatening her customer, "Hey! Boy! You have something of mine!"

Oh this won't do.

Snapping back to the physical realm, Madame Fortworth covered the jar of red powder and sighed. With her grace and dignity, she slunk into the other room and crept behind the Loli vampire. Mirela went beside the girl and pressed downward in her clavicle causing a striking pain to run through the girl's body, who immediately dropped to her knees, "Observation is key. You still have a lot to learn, Igraine."

Afterwards, she tapped at two nerve points on her back causing the girl to enter a state of paralysis. She wouldn't be able to speak or move, but she could see what was going on around her.

Madame Fortworth took the pike out of the girl's frozen grip and put it to the side, "Don't worry. You'll get that back soon enough."

She turned her attention to the boy, not forgetting he had a dangerous weapon on his person, "Looks like your package attracts Grangrels." Walking away from Igraine, she cautiously approached the boy, "You have a few options. Shoot me, her, draw attention to this shop, brand yourself as a murderer, and have enemies that surpass you in every way, shape, and form." She laid her hand out for him to give her the pistol, "Another option you have is running away. But know this... you won't get very far." Her eyes glanced passed him to reveal a tall figure waiting in the darkness of the back room, "Or, the best option in my opinion, you can trust me, do exactly as I say, and I promise you, you will leave this place with exactly what you want." Her stormy eyes locked into his as she gave him a reason to accept her offer.

Smiling, Mirela revealed who she was,"I am Madame Fortworth. You and me, boy. We're not so different. You're an exceptional human, and I am too."

Not waiting for a response, she blew a strange, neon green powder into his face. The tall, mysterious figure approached Igraine, the candlelight revealing the face of Marc Ravnos. He loomed over the tiny vampire for a moment before lancing a finger at her temple.
[Both of your characters should be unconscious now.]

The two captives wake up in a clean, modestly lit cell. They stand across from each other, tied to a separate pole. Augustus is bound with rope, while Igraine is held by thick chains. Ravnos sits before them in a chair, reading a huge grimoire. At his feet lie Igraine's pike and Augustus' pistol.


Igraine slowly blinked awake, but the moment she realized that she had been shackled, she instinctively struggled against her chains, causing quite a loud rattle. Igraine quickly realized that it was a futile attempt and looked around the room. The first thing to capture her attention was the powerful aura that reclined in front of her, a force on par with her father. She wondered if she was face-to-face with an Elder; after all, no human could have such an aura. Igraine also wondered if these were her last moments on Earth. The next thing she noticed was her pike at the man's feet. Turning, she could see the boy who she believes stole her coca; which in turn makes her notice that she cannot see the coca in this room, though she attempts to confirm its presence with her nose, though she first catches Ravnos' scent. The man smelled of waterfall mist, but instead of thinking of the gentle softness of dew suspended in air, Igraine thought instead of the rumbling power of the waterfall behind the mist, an endless cascading roar that cracked rocks, dashed bones, and cleaved mountains.

Looking at Elder Ravnos, Igraine attempts a smile and tries to play coy, if he wanted to kill her, he probably would have done so already. "It appears that I am at a disadvantage, my Lord," Igraine said, referring to the fact that she was tied up as well as to the fact that she had no idea who he was, though he likely knew who she was, considering what Madame Fortworth had said earlier. "The madame out front told me I'd be getting that back soon," Igraine motioned to her pike with her chin.
Obsidian had successfully punched the thrusters enough to disable them. Meanwhile, Legion had managed to destroy many of the cannons that had been hitting Sion's team's position. However, the strikecraft were starting to swarm around and overwhelm Nyx, even disabling one of Fury's subunits. Fury's main unit tried to clear a path for Nyx, but it was slowly getting surrounded.
"Ah, right," Sunder felt a little embarrassed, "So have you met them yet? I met the son, Ryul, at the welcome dinner."



Reas beamed, anticipating going herb picking with Elizabeth.

"Well you know how these young'uns are, sometimes ya gotta give 'em a push," Harin said.
@Stern Algorithm Your post is fine. I can easily work around what you gave me ^_^

Also Stern, Madame Fortworth knows of your character because every Elder knows of Amaury's "special" bastard and she is currently in a romantic relationship with Marc Ravnos. Your bastard has stood out from the rest of Amaury's bastards, for more reasons than one.


Would Igraine recognize Marc Ravnos and/or Madame Fortworth?
@Stern Algorithm @Akai no Senshi I'm freezing your scene until I post with the owner of the place :P. Igraine has some balls walking in a fine establishment with a Pike xD


From the looks of it Augustus is the only one around, and she plans to kill him anyways, but if that's not true, I can always edit my post if necessary, though Igraine is a "leap before looking" kind of person.

@Stern Algorithm What aura do you think suits your character?
Dark pink - This color indicates deceit, dishonesty and an immature person.
Clouded red - This represents a negative energy with deep-seated anger
Dark blue, even cloudy - You don't trust the future and can't face the truth because of your desire to take control.
Dark or cloudy green - You are very jealous person and full of resentment. You refuse to accept responsibility for your own actions.
Black - Black auras indicate you're holding on to negative feelings. Typically it indicates an unwilling and unforgiving spirit. This color can also indicate that disease is being held in certain regions of the body.
Gray - This color indicates blocked energy fields. You don't trust anyone or anything.


I want to say dark pink because despite being over 100, Igraine is pretty immature, though I'm not sure about deceit and dishonesty. She lies and keeps secrets because she'd probably get killed if she spoke her mind all the time. Maybe dark or cloudy blue is a possibility, since her goals and ambitions are to give herself a sense of security.

As for scent, I'm thinking Maraschino cherry and licorice.
Igraine arrived at the Royal Cafe drawing much attention due to her unusual sense of fashion. She was often mistaken as 'nouveau riche', since members of 'old money' had generational traditions teaching them how to subtly flaunt their wealth rather than engage in unsightly, gaudy extravagance. Quite frankly, she didn't care what these humans thought; they were cattle to be milked for their blood and nothing more. Maybe they could be turned into vampires, but what was the point of that? Why bless the cattle with vampirism, when vampires had the means to make more of their own? Though she harbored thoughts like these, she didn't make these thoughts public since most of the vampires she knew were 'turned', rather than born like herself.

It would have been difficult for Igraine to try to make her way into the Royal Cafe, high-end establishment that it was, they certainly wouldn't serve a 'child' who was not accompanied by a parent, but she didn't need to go inside. As Amaury's scent diminished, the scent of the coca increased, leading south. She wondered what fool would dare to pickpocket Lord Grangrel. Whoever it was, she'd kill him and bring back a piece of him as a trophy and offering to her father.

Following the scent trail, Igraine headed south passing within sight of Big Ben and began heading West. Now the trail she had been following was quite faint due to the passage of time, so she was surprised when the scent suddenly got much stronger; the trail was fresh, but it led backwards. With a renewed fervor, Igraine followed the new trail back towards the Clock Tower, and ending up in front of a pharmacy. This brought up so many questions in Igraine's mind: who stole the block, and why did they bring it here? Why did the trail renew? Did whoever stole it walk further and then retrace their steps? Perhaps they were stopped by a police, frisked, and then the police took the unknown substance to be analyzed at the pharmacy. Or maybe someone else is trying to synthesize it. Igraine goes through the front doors, the scent is incredibly strong to her vampire senses, as if the brick was right in front of her.

And there he stood, a handsome youth waiting at the counter non-chalantly, the block of coca sitting on the table as if it were some simple, harmless package. Igraine is practically stunned by how bizarre and out of place this situation was, the boy looked to simply be running a small errand, oblivious to the fact that the brick he carried spelled the difference between life and death for Igraine. Igraine reached for the long object she had slung over her shoulder, pulling a string in a knot and letting the string and the burlap covering fall to the ground, revealing a simple but deadly soldier's pike. Brandishing it, she called out, "Hey! Boy! You have something of mine!"

@Akai no Senshi

The things I do...



Igraine starts in the Northeast at the Courts of Justice near the Grangrel Nest, follow's Amaury's scent to the "Royal Cafe" (which I arbitrarily decided becomes the "Hotel Cafe Royal" in our time), from there, picks up traces of the coca scent, following Ventrue's path back to his nest near the Royal Hospital Chelsea Chapel (which I assume is the Chelsea Royal Hospital) but his path happens to skirt by Big Ben. Near Big Ben, she notices the scent of the coca is much stronger, which should lead her to run into Augustus, who is doing his own investigation at St. Catherine's Apothecary for Pharmacy which is near the Big Ben.

There, I justified Igraine and Augustus meeting. My post will follow shortly.
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