Wraithblade6

Disappearances (Supernatural RP)

yeah I'm bored. If you want me to edit, i will, but you could decide to go with it. I tried to make it a pretty post.

ESCAPE HELL: The Gates

argh. No. Do what you want. i was just thinking this rp was more "serious." Like, with more death, and dismemberment, etc.

ESCAPE HELL: The Gates

You have... a fucking puppy?

Disappearances (Supernatural RP)

You know what this rp needs? More unpredictable violence and death.

Tell me if you like my post, Doc.

Disappearances (Supernatural RP)

Without really noticing exactly when it happened, to Dexter, all sound seemed to suddenly stop. Time itself seemed to halt, except, out of the corner of his eyes, in the shadows behind Nixon, he could swear... inside a fraction of a moment, there was a movement. Black, at the other edge of the building, a flap like a raven's wing... a shadow fell in slow motion as time stood still from among the other shadows where it should have been. It was like time had frozen, except for this thing that was breaking the laws of physics, like a piece of reality itself had fractured. Not being able to hear in the middle of these critical milliseconds made everything seem so unreal, like watching a movie. Yet, it all happened so fast. Within a single moment, Dexter recognized the creature that was now running in slow motion from behind Nixon. It had the flaming eyes, of Mithias.

Sound suddenly exploded as time lurched forward to meet with reality. Two blades cut the air with a scream as Mithias crashed into Nixon. Fangs bared, his white skin radiant in the artificial electric lights, the oldblood-sired vampire slashed across Nixon's neck with his left blade and simultaneously impaled him with his right. Mithias looked huge, like an animal, a violent warrior completely hellbent on lethality.

Although Nixon was old enough and fast enough to turn around, he couldn't stop this malevolent assassination. The first slash cut deep into the arm he had tried to block with and the second shut down his heart, by going through it.

As if death couldn't take Nixon fast enough, which it couldn't, Mithias reversed the first blade and drove it into Nixon's side, making a cross out of the damned vampire's insides. Cold, lethal, brutal, Mithias sneered and glared, growling into Nixon's eyes as he held his dying corpse. He didn't care who Nixon was, or had been, or would have been. Mithias only wanted blood and vengeance. In that moment, he was the embodiment of hatred and war. Not paying any attention to Dexter, Mithias sank his fangs into Nixon's neck to drain all that was left of him.

The path

Lyn had just about sealed all the broken vessels and removed the blood from Shiro's airways when he heard a horrid shriek behind him. His instincts and experience told him to turn around quickly, for that unnatural call had been aimed at him specifically. Interrupting the flow of healing light, he spun, startled, to meet a black, razor-sharp edge. Omega cut his left arm while on the way across the elf's abdomen. No guts were spilled, but blood gushed from the wound as Lyn feebly tried to defend himself. Hopefully, someone would intervene. Hopefully, he had healed the werewolf enough to get him off the ground. He cried out in pain and grabbed at the injury, trying with all his strength is hold pressure against it. "Someone help me!" He called, terrified of the gruesome wraith and his blade standing engarde in front of him. In the moments of gasping and shock, Lyn tried to think of some way to save himself. No healing he could cast was going to be fast enough to outdo the damage this fiend could deliver. He felt his knees begin to get weak underneath him, but he knew, he had to keep standing or he'd lose his head next.

The path

Wraithblade6 said
Lyn sees his light strike something underground, as it illuminated the surface briefly. Kothar grabs the berries, but Lyn is to focused on the ground to notice. He does however notice some skeletons approaching and killing a random dude who was standing near the bushes, not paying attention. Subsequently, a winged dude crashes to the ground in a mess. "Oh heavens." Lyn starts. Making sure there is no danger, Lyn runs over to stabilize Shiro.

A large, silvery hand grabbed Mihai'en before he could touch Shiro. "Wait." The night elf said. He was already kneeling beside the werewolf. Seeing Mihai'en also under attack, he wavd a hand and a spherical translucent bubble formed around him, protecting him from the skeletons' attacks. Lyn then looked down at Shiro and touched him with a glowing hand, pulling out the sword at the same time. "He will live, by Elune's grace, but we need to stop the scourge that are upon us."

The path

I think I need to make an evil character.

The path

Lyn sees his light strike something underground, as it illuminated the surface briefly. Kothar grabs the berries, but Lyn is to focused on the ground to notice. He does however notice some skeletons approaching and killing a random dude who was standing near the bushes, not paying attention. Subsequently, a winged dude crashes to the ground in a mess. "Oh heavens." Lyn starts.

Making sure there is no danger, Lyn runs over to stabilize Shiro.

The path

It seems sad. I mean, his character had HIS OWN name.