WilsonTurner

Men vs. Women Race to 1000

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Go through the Alphabet before someone posts a My Little Pony Picture

No. I'm going to start over. A

Forgotten -~- A Reboot of the Vampire Roleplay

No idea what I'm doing with my character anymore. Avalai threw a wrench in everything I had planned for him.

Forgotten -~- A Reboot of the Vampire Roleplay

William's eyes flicked from one person to the next, or from the people that he could see. He angled himself, feeling a pit open up in his stomach, like an inevitable doom. Either way, what does it matter? If he finds some reason to live for, he'll tread carefully. Right now, he doesn't. Everyone respects this one, the one that dismissed him so casually. Oh, he knew that he shouldn't have, but it's all said and done, and this one... all of these weren't right. They were old, broken from their immortality, or at least, were from his point of view. Helene and Avalai, he knew, they weren't human anymore. He was. A dead one, but he was human. They were... well, just vampires now. And then another thought crossed his mind- they're all killers. Every single one of them have killed many times. God knows how old they are- Taeyang might be older than the Korean war, Evelyn older than the Renaissance, Avalai older than the Hundred Years' War. No, to be close to the "big one," whom he was pretty sure was ol' Dracula himself, he doubted they'd be "young." She's ancient. He felt more like he stepped into the devil's lair, now. Well, shit. All of these people would bow down in a heartbeat to this one, and I just talked back to her. At least I'll go down on my own terms, I guess.

Three heroes fight on!

POSHTEH POSHTEH

Three heroes fight on!

You guys are hereeeeeeeee... why aren'tchu poshten?!

Men vs. Women Race to 1000

YAAAY 113

Men vs. Women Race to 1000

D: 111 OOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHH!

Three heroes fight on!

Companions. So very welcome, and yet he'll plunge a knife into his hand before he admits it. The fire-haired beauty and the old guy. Well, wizard, not just a guy. He made sure to give the man some good-natured ribbing for traveling with two younger, faster, sprier combatants. A good knife through from the dark could disable them both. No armor on the wizard- next to no armor on the warrior. Maybe he should teach them some things about reacting? They were his companions, and he was sort of the safest of them all. He was always in the shadows, unless he decided to walk with them. Slept in the trees; they slept on the ground next to their beacon, their fire. Fire's good and all, but it's bright and attracts attention. Was he being too paranoid? Probably. He wondered if the girl could use that knife of hers. Probably not, at least in comparison to him. The wizard... is there a poison that suppresses magical abilities? He hoped not. He wasn't too terribly fast, not for a trained warrior. A little cut might make him useless. But then again, a fireball is terribly painful, from what he's seen. His thoughts drifted as they did now for the duration of his watch.

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He balanced on his branch, not needing to take care of a blanket because he didn't have one. The others were shifting, about to wake, and he hopped of his branch in anticipation of the day ahead. A light, thud sounded his presence to the earth, but it was low enough to keep from disturbing the birds in the tree over. As usual, he waited for his companions to open their eyes and start stretching, before he stalked out of the receding darkness with the confidence of a cat, and with the grace of one. Smooth, slow, and yet also moving faster than expected, no energy wasted. Well, maybe a little wasted. But he had to keep appearances up. None of them had seen his face yet; neither of them had asked. He was the assassin in this stereotypical group, and he had to be as such.

Three heroes fight on!

Added a picture for visual reference for my character. Took about half an hour and a dozen different searches, but