The Grey Dust

The Blood Compact

With age comes experience. ;]

@Silent Observer

So she's not really a wolf at all but more like the mother of all cougars.

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I mean, she spends most of her time naked, being a shapeshifter and all. But yeah, it helps that she's nice to look at. :p

@Silent Observer

Mind you she's an old lady.

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Ok Silent. I'm very interested to see what happens with you two.

@Wraithblade6

Lots of pg13+ stuff.
Maybe.

That or they end up trying to kill each other.

Basic plot premises really.

1) get in bed.
2) fight for glory.
3) witty banter.

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Mounting tensions.

Well, there was a trump card pulled out. An ace-in-the-hole of the man his sire attempted to collect into the fine menagerie of powerful world figures which would help run the human world in his cabinet. But to refuse an offer from the sire was unexpected and, frankly no further instructions were given to a vampire of caliber in the event of Stone's refusal. This was far beyond his blood, and required someone above the chain to resolve the issue.

"Mr. Stone, you have gone a measure beyond me. And I am afraid I must insist you stay for the verdict of incite nuclear warfare between nations while I call higher authority." A cellphone was produced by the vampire, as a number on speed dial was rang. "Please pass new that the Stone has refused the offer of immortality. And threatens the Isles with a nuclear missile. Time is of the essence to avoid catastrophe." Then the phone was shut off, not quite enough time to trace a call should Mr. Stone nor anyone else for that matter try. Nor would they be able to bypass the MI6 scramble as easily as the secret sector of the British agency tasked with keeping the secrecy of the vampiric state of Britannia centralized the information brought them for Bedivere or his exarchs to review. A message of this importance would set off several alarms and of course be sent directly to Bedivere. But all this was to happen as the countdown continued on. Did Mr. Stone really intend on dying to his own weapon? Victory is hardly savoured from the grave.

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A phone rang.
An old corded phone, running through the earth, stretched long and wide beneath the land.
The stylistics of an old rotary phone, with its brass-brushed handles.
The shrill noise echoed in the ancient halls.
It was clearly out of place upon its pedestal.

"For what reason have you to disturb me during these hours?" An angered Bedivere answered the phone, awoken from his rest.

In the pitch black ruins underneath the centuries, Camelot was devoid of any other being save for the last knight. The others had died long ago, buried or scattered upon the winds. Immortality was the curse and gift, to live for so long in isolation would be maddening. Some like Lord Shane perhaps, or Gabriel had lost their grasp of reality in their age, yet Bedivere had managed to cling on to the shred of sanity by his unwavering faith to the idea of Camelot. Camelot was not merely just a castle, with ruins now long regarded as myth by modern man, but rather a perfect earthly kingdom to outshine the glory of the heavens. It was to be a second Atlantis, who had long succumbed to the tides and their own pride. For castle was merely a place for a king to sit and rule his country, the land above it was all of his "Camelot."

"Two reasons My Lord, The first is a crisis regarding Mr. Stone, he has refused your request and threatens the Isles with nuclear weaponry." The voice on the other end replied. Polite, and succinct. Neither groveling nor afraid. The information was far greater in the hands of one able to relay it properly to the likings of ones deciding. "The second is news that we have found the Varomere esquire requested." Lord Magnus was far more useful in finding him actually, but hitching a ride off of his information was part of the job on vampire intel.

A threat to Camelot? Camelot would forever stand. It was above the means of nuclear warfare, not that an attack on the UK would not cause backlash against whatever country Stone had made a puppet of. Nor did perhaps he believe Stone was that desperate of a chess player to play a child's gambit, it was rather reckless to threaten to wipe the board clean when one does not have one's way. Surely this juvenile threat was a perfect symbol of the difference in their maturity, and levels of play. Bedivere would not work with mere threats of wanton destruction, no far more he delivered without promise such that he wasted no such bullets in firing warning shots. With this in mind, he needed not someone who was willing to go the brink, but someone who was courageous enough to destroy the world they lived in for a greater purpose. Besides that, he had far more important matters to attend to shortly.

"To the former, let him go and then tell agent positioned there in his failure to have the instinct to kill Mr. Stone immediately as he refused my offer to kill himself. By my direct Order. For the latter, send him an invitation to Wales, arrange a meeting in three day's time. One of the cars from the London Estate should do, let him enjoy his time in the Isles. Now do not disturb me again until sundown or else do the same to yourself as I have commanded to be done for the other vampire who had recently failed to meet my expectations."

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The countdown ran to mere minutes now. Time seemed to tick away slowly as the situation became thick. Until the cell phone on the table vibrated with a message to the vampire. The look upon the vampire's face was, between shock and devastation as the compelling orders forced him to rise against his will. With a trembling hand he opened the locked cabinet with a small key produced from his person.

"You may go Mr. Stone. I have failed the sire. Farewell." Pulling out the silver cutlery he began to repeatedly stab himself in the chest, causing the fatal lacerations to the vampire as his body refused his own will to survive. Absolutely obedience was not required, but the punishment for failure was more than a petty slap on the wrist. It was not long before the vampire's corpse was on the floor, blood pooling around hit as the silver knife dropped on the floor from its dead grasp. The old man stood there horrified at the scene, but also aware that with the vampire's death, his own life was secured.

"Well then, I-I suppose you can g-go now? Please S-stay away from H-here... W-whoever you are..."

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A message would appear on Mithias' Cellphone.

"Congratulations. You have a Friend in the UK!
A friend has entered you into our contest:
You have won a all-expense paid trip to visit the UK.
Tour the Isles and explore its rich history;
Like the Ravens of the Tower of London.
To accept, text a reply with the message 'B.' "

Would the message be sufficient for Mithias to read between the lines and accept?

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@Grombus So when is Void landing in America?

@Wraithblade6

After he kills the Purge agent following him and hijacks the plane.

Forwards Unto Dusk

Alrighty, working on a character. I think it'll be an interesting one to pair up with Joren.

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A quick question regarding the levels of technology in the thread. How advanced is technology and what sort of fantasy setting we are in would be approximately equal to a historical counterpart in the real world?

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Embrace the nekkidness.

@Shikaru

Something about Neon Goats?

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*le sigh* This kind of thing is one of the reasons I left this RP in the first place... I think I'm just going to ignore the OOC unless someone pings me for an important notification that I need to read. In other, more pleasant, news: my bestie drew an awesome picture of Lady Mohowauuck. Check out my CS and praise her wonderful artistic skills! :D

@Silent Observer

Wunderbar. Lovely artworks.

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I apologize in advance for keyboard warrioring. However, I cannot let such disrespect go unpunished. You are rather vexing in your defense. You do not trust your fellow roleplayers. Thus I dare ask, who are you to determine who is a threat to destroy a roleplay? It is not a power grab compartively speaking, your characters hold far more control over the roleplay thus far. Hence I'm inclined to say that you are back-seat GM'ing if I may, as you are attempting to exert control over everyone else through escalation. You claim you are not attempting to offend me but you clearly do with what you are insinuating that I would abuse power to make the story my own whereas so far I have yet to do anything to significantly suggest I would do so. Do you believe I am effectively here to ruin the roleplay for everyone? Or perhaps just yourself as you feel impelled to snipe not only at me but even the GM as you did earlier. Hence I feel as though you are being slightly passive-aggressive there if not tongue-in-cheek. As for your claims of me being a meta-gamer, when have I metagamed? I did not happen to have info on everyone present, everything thus far has reasonable explanation as to why Bedivere may know of people. If Mathew stone is a significant person, a quick search for information can be easily done, then again I did respect your post and state that they really did not talk about any information you did not want to divulge, given that I gave that choice completely up to you, I'd say I was anything but interfering. Hence blaming just flat-out bad judgment of a person's character on your own personality is a fairly blatant excuse to me for attacking others. Your weaknesses are... A bit farfetched. Mental blocks and deviations are hardly weakness. Simply stating "He doesn't pick sides" doesn't make a weakness. There is no restriction there to pick a side or the other, nor does he have some form of higher authority to moderate him. There are absolutely no repercussions to any of his actions, so picking a side or not, really is not a weakness at all. Sure it is an imposed characterization, but that's similar to me removing the weakness against light and simply having Bedivere "Not like going out in sunlight because it bothers his conceptual ideal of vampires being creatures of the night." A pretty bad excuse for a weakness really, and unless you are willing to accept this, your first case is invalid as a claimed weakness. "As such, he doesn't take agency away from the players" But he can and he did as demonstrated by Kami-no-kage, although this may be a moot point since it is your own character, past the meta aside it is still an example of influencing the battle and story as a whole to allow a PC to avoid death as deus ex. Furthermore, your claim that Kami's Perception was merely changed would be awkward as did Kami not have robotic advancements to allow his senses to be sharpened? Unless his mental facilities are untampered, wouldn't he be able to perceive where the heart actually is with the use of technology? But again this is your character so I have no knowledge of what augmentations he would have nor how Gabriel could adjust for them if they were present. As for physical weakness, this is also a invalid point as psionically speaking, Gabriel could manipulate the perception to make him appear where he is not. Beating him down in a physical confrontation is also useless as Gabriel would simply avoid that an run away. As such, since you mocked me for claiming Camelot and your notion that it is an impossible place to get to, I now do the same to poke at your logic in saying that Gabriel could not easily escape to avoid physical confrontation all together. The UK is actually one giant feather in the Collector's cap. While he doesn't have total control over it, he holds enough of a stake in the country's politics to represent the nation silar to a prime minister, with the support of Parliament. Although protocols for nuking require far greater war powers than Bedivere could manipulate without direct threat. For Bedivere at least, he does lay claim to the UK, and all she contains. As for making Camelot nuke-proof, while this idea seems farfetched, it would make sense to do so. Warfare was not limited to swords and bows, and one could argue Merlin foresaw things coming. However if you would rather not have it warded to such an extent that is fine. I would just request you honor my requests when I make them as I probably should to limit your influence on the Rp. Such as how a Purge agent got in the U.K. especially after the press on the attack the Purge did on K.P. would have created, the U.K. would be in uproar and more anti-purge. Unless they were a hidden sleeper agent in the U.K. or something before this and following Void. Then how would they have information on Void unless they managed to track Void down or known associates, of which void was supposedly unheard of and perhaps only Bedivere would know about Void due to the vampire's activity in the U.K and his legendary sword. Or maybe how did your Purge agent even survive long enough in the U.K. given the vampire and werewolf population which is a rather nice network for the London underground such that anyone suspect of being a Purge agent would be known from circulating rumors which will eventually reach Bedivere. But I do not believe in redoing what is already spoken and done with unless it has some significant influence on the plot. Hence while I complain about it, it is already been done. I'll just have a vampire infiltrate the Purge later. Any who I'm not going to be a hypocrite about it all and I'll just let the GM's word step in in all this and see what changes need to be made. I plan on having Bedivere's agent call up Mithias through the intercepted phone call Magnus did to dial the same number and offer Mithias a trip to Wales. Maybe i'll have another vampire deal with Void just as a brief "Bedivere kindly requests you regulate your activites" note. And suggest that perhaps the next point of interest will be France? Internationally speaking the U.S. would be a bit more alarmed, but elsewhere maybe we'd have better luck. However I'm open to suggestions as to what would happen next. I just feel another attack on U.S. soils would be the end of the vampires or Purge in the U.S. But an attack on France would escalate things to a global scale such that maybe the world becomes factioned down the four lines? (molecular destabilization also was a joke. In reference to the Purge's use of super science.)