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Blood Compact: Magnus's Reign

DiZL ReloadeD said
SOLDIER Template:Name: Yuki KoyamaAge: 20Gender: FemaleRank: AdmiralVampire(Yes or No): NoWhen you were turned(N/A If No): N/AWeapons(One Main, Two Support, One hidden):Hair: BlackEyes: PurplePersonality/Short Bio(optional): Even through Yuki is quite young considering her rank, she is a good strategist, tactican and commander. Her crew really trusts and believes her, she proved it more than one time that she is well suited for the rank of an admiral, commanding her own Helicarrier the .Name: Thomas Doyle, only called by his codename like all the members of the SquadCodename: Age: unclear, but he seems to be between 20 and 30 years oldGender: MaleRank: Master SergeantVampire(Yes or No): NoWhen You Were Turned(N/A if not a vamp): N/AWeapons:(One main, Two support, One hidden, Max)Hair: Dark BrownEyes: BrownPersonality(Optional): Thomas is called because of his armor, it is a prototype which can adapt its camouflage to its surroundings and regulate his body heat, turning him almost perfectly invisible from eye and heat vision. He aswell doesn't talk that much, which is typical for the members of the SquadName: Saya, only called by her codename, since no one knows her true name except MagnusCodename: Age: ?Gender: FemaleRank: Master SergeantVampire(Yes or No): NoWhen You Were Turned(N/A if not a vamp): N/AWeapons:(One main, Two support, One hidden, Max)2 Katanas made of nanotube obsidianHair: BlackEyes: RedPersonality(Optional): is a deadly assassin and fighter, enhanced with cyborg implants and risen from the dead. She has no memories of her past and doesn't talk much. She will execute every order given from her superiors without questioning them. She also is a member of the Squad. From all the confirmed old-blood kills in SOLDIERs history, alone was responsible for taking out more than 50%.Name: Jack MillerAge: 27Gender: MaleRank: Lt. ColonelVampire(Yes or No): NoWhen You Were Turned(N/A if not a vamp): N/AWeapons:support 2: flashbangsHair: Light ash BlondeEyes: Dark BluePersonality(Optional): Miller is a high ranked officer among SOLDIER, he even has his own unit. He is known for often putting himself into real danger, but always having a plan up his sleeve. He really trusts his men, who sometimes doubt his unorthodox plans, but they seem to succeed somehow. He also is the true founder of the Squad, which is his little secret.

Hey hey hey! Giant flying fortress of mass destruction that breaks physics, filled with soldiers, and capable of launching swarms of flying attack vehicles? Rip-off much? I mean, seriously, I thought I had dibs on the whole flying fortress thing.

Blood Compact: Magnus's Reign

ChadsWorth The Thrid said
Now bow to you goat over lords.MHAHAHAHAHA

*Pulls out flamethrower*
Kill it with fire!

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akje said
Imagine the white house drenched in blood. Call it the crimson house. And of course the Washington monument is taken down because it looks like a stake.

If Dresden's working with Magnus, there'll probably be a massive Vampire Christ Monument (Dresden is highly religious, he believes Jesus was the first vampire.))

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Master Crim said
:(That is frustrating. I am sorry if it was because I exploded that day.

Probably not, they'd stopped posting before. I'm going to check with a few of them, so as to find out if they plan on coming back.

And Saphire, don't worry about it.

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Hey guys, at a certain point I had Mia zapped back to this timeline, does anyone remember who took her in?

Hell's coffee lounge

Stein smiles his evil smile, before standing up, taking one last sip of the hellish coffee that Bob specializes in. "Very well. I'll kill you one of these days, of course." It's not stated as a boast, or a challenge, but as a fact.
Bob smiles as Stein states this. "I've survived for over a billion years now. I plan to stick around for the next billion." He stands as well, never turning his back to Stein, with an attittude of almost eagerness at the thought of Stein's attempt to kill him. Stein struck not through overpowering his foes, but through a battle of wits, leading them into traps and tricks, like a game of chess with lives on the line. This was how he defeated beings far more powerful than himself. "However, I look forward to the day you try. It will be most interesting indeed, after all the stories I've heard."
Without saying another word, the God-Killer turns, at ease, knowing Bob would not attack him. He glances at Mithias, completely ignoring Hunger, and then steps into the purple vortex that leads to his lab, disappearing from the scene.

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Wraithblade6 said
I suppose that'd work. and yes, liked the song. I was thinking of listening to more of their stuff to see if I wan tot acquire it. ....possibly through legit means.

Two Steps from Hell is known for making Epic Music, usually with no vocals, although some of their works, such as Archangels, have people going 'aaaaaaaaaa' in the background.

Crossover Creek (Will Forever Be Accepting) ♥

As the powerful weapons emerged from the Gate of Babylon, the room was flooded in their arcane power, and rapidly Pandora's Box began draining it, twisting it and utilizing it to drain magic at an even more rapid rate. Pandora's Box was a mighty, planet-sized limiter, devouring the magical energy and using it to drain more, constantly drawing on the magic of the bengs within. With Necrox within, Pandora's Box had been fed ridiculous amounts of power already, and the weapons fall to the ground one by one, stripped of their power, feeding Pandora's Box even more. It had a limit, of course, as every enchantment does. However, these simple mountain-shattering weapons were nothing compared to the power Pandora's Box had been created to hold. It's limit had been reached only once, when Hope had drawn on her full power, the power that could casually wipe out solar systems and shatter the barriers of time and space. Pandora's Box stood strong, ready for more to come.
Mia grinned, as long black claws extended from each of her hands, Black Blood leaking from her eyes, her mouth, her ears and her nose. She giggled frantically, as she gestured, and Gilgamesh was thrown into a nearby wall, her Vector Plate easily overcoming Gilgamesh's low magic resistance. "I love it when they're arrogant! You're just so adorable, and then I'll slice you and cut you and make you scream until you beg me to finally kill you. I'll shatter your pride, make you beg and cry....." Mia makes a face of pure pleasure at the mere thought, before bursting into laughter.

Blood Compact: Magnus's Reign

You liked the song?

And who said anything about slaughtering innocents? He just takes out the president and any parlement members that object, maybe a religious leader or two, and names himself king. He'd have to take out the heads of the military, but through fear he could quite easily take over.

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Wraithblade6 said
Mithias would have been lying to say he hadn't been at all worried about staying. Still, ever since he came here, he'd had an inexplicable numbness to death creep its way into him, a willingness to risk obliteration for the sake of curiosity. Perhaps, he had gone a little insane himself. Maybe that was what Bob liked about him.Once again, finding himself shaking on the floor, he slowly gathered the fragments of his wit. The Godkiller had pierced his very soul in a fraction of a moment. Mithias had felt himself reduced to nothingness in comparison to this being. His mind, his memories, his essence, ripped open for display, and he himself helpless to stop it. Was it his vampire nature that refused to die, or did the Godkiller merely decide not to utterly destroy his mind? The pain was unbelievable, and his soul cried for mercy. Silenced, and humbled, it took him a moment to recognize the voices he was hearing. On hands and knees, Mithias tried will all his might to be as small and unnoticeable as possible. He was still sane... wasn't he?

Bob smiles at Stein. "You're supposed to be dead, by the rumours I've heard. Your supposed revival is going to make you even more well-known." It was a dark joke, but Stein still chuckled, acting not at all like some godlike entity would be expected to act. "Also, are you growing more petty? My vampire friend barely has his mind. intact. There was no need for that." It was not concern in Bob's voice, but mockery, with a hint of smugness.
"He's a vampire, he'll live. I needed a little fun. And it's customary, too. I spoke to the Lord of Nightmares. He's in." The way Stein speaks about being 'in' is with severity, and a small amount of disgust as well. His eyes briefly flicker to you, and although you recognize that same psychotic look, there are no direct ill effects to your body, mind or soul this time, reinforcing the idea that the previous experience had been a deliberate psychic barrage against your sanity. "However, from the fact that he's here, I guess you already knew that."
Bob smiles slyly, his hands on his cane as he tips his hat. "Ah, you're on to me, old pal. However, I can't leave him to you, as you well understand. I can tolerate your little jest there, but it would be quite a pain if you were to kill him, or remove his sanity entirely." Bob seems almost to grow larger, his face darkening and his eyes glowing more brightly, although when you look carefully, it's just a trick of the light. "I still have use for him yet. And who knows what he might do, unleashed upon the world? Once he has his feet down, you are free to hunt him, Stein, but for now, he is under my protection."