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6 yrs ago
Current I may not come back. It was nice playing with you all. I wish you all good lives.
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6 yrs ago
The fires of hell did not kill me.
9 yrs ago
No shoes no shirt and I still get service WHY?!
9 yrs ago
Too tired to post.
9 yrs ago
God told me, I've already got the life.....

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Your move tiny.
Mithias gasped sharply as his state of terrified awe was harshly jolted back to reality. A push, a shove, a hard boot in the backside threw the center of gravity at his hips forward, allowing the tendrils of the forbidden portal to reach out and envelop him hungrily. Time slowed down and the hair on the back of his white neck stood up as the chill terror of death shocked him. Yet, no vampire speed was enough to escape the magic that had already wrapped it's tendrils over him, pulling him inside the gaping hole like a murderer. He screamed, and was gone. An untold time later, waking from oblivion, Mithias felt his heart pounding within him. He opened his eyes and stood up to find he was breathing, there was a normal amount of gravity, and more than that, he wasn't alone. He placed a hand over his chest and tried in vain to calm himself, panting heavily and looking around frantically. Several times now, he had been certain that he had died. Was this all the afterlife was, a series of terrifying moments, random incineration, and confusing transpositions? Surely he deserved something similarly hellish. Second bagan to tick by at a more casual rate, and Mithias' mind became more comfortable with accepting the idea that he was somewhere "normal." ...It was a house, no, a mansion, a castle? The blood runes that desecrated the beautiful wooden walls made him feel like he was trespassing through a coven, no... maybe worse. It was like a place where cultists sacrificed. Maybe they sacrificed vampires. Nevertheless, this place was a live. Visions of corpses evaded him in the corners of his eyes, and he furrowed his brow. Anything even resembling being mentally toyed with was infuriating. Finally, Mithias heard his name and noticed Bug. "Bug." The vampire blinked at him several times. Was this really Bug? It looked like him... but it looked like Bug had killed a lot of humans. Mithias, for a vampire, was very protective of humans, and seeing their heads strung over Bug's shoulders stung him undeniably. As he looked at their heads, he couldn't help but recognize one. "Mia?" It was the beautiful black-haired girl who had healed his shattered soul very recently. Mithias owed her, and the apparent fact that she had been killed by Bug was a terrible loss. It meant he could never repay her, and that he had failed her in some way. Then it hit him. Mithias gasped again and stepped back from Bug. The heads were whispering, still talking, and one was still trying to breathe! The creepiness factor was over 9000. Mithias covered his mouth in horror and turned away, leaning his back against the wall. What the hell happened when he fell into that portal? Was he dead or being toyed with by yet another mysterious god? He muttered to himself. "Damn all gods..." He was so done with gods. "Have I brought this upon myself?" Mithias shook his head and considered the plus side of surrendering to insanity.
I'm ok with it. How about the rest of you?
You see, here's a couple of things. First off, in order to execute a sentence, in order to even pass judgement and enforce law, vampires as a society have to have some sort of structure. The fact is, when it comes to immortal being with amazing powers, there's little if any form of government among them. Now, if you have a family or coven or some kind of sect with a ruler and an army or followers... then such a punishment could be carried out and enforced. however, most small groups of vampires, if they consider themselves a structured society, are not going to bother capturing and maiming another vampire. And who's to say their target wouldn't be vengeful? wouldn't one day acquire enough power to exact revenge, or hell, wouldn't just take the damn mouth stitches out? Seriously. Vampires could certainly get themselves killed if they mess with the wrong clan or coven. I know for a fact any organized group is going to be able to kill an individual. It might therefore be best to stick to a group for protection, hence families or covens. The last point is, trying to rp without being able to speak is a frank biatch. I have tried it. What happens is, you get left behind and forgotten about. Take my advice and don't do it. Those who can't read minds will find him especially useless and will avoid rping with your dude.
Trouble is life.
*tumbles through portal* "AHHHHH!!"
Mithias' fanged maw hung open. He could not believe what Bug just did. The guy was crazy, saying one thing and yet doing another. "The poor chap." Mithias blinked, no longer in touch with the disturbed reality around him as he stepped toward the portal where bug had been. Bug was very likely now dead too, ripped apart by the center of a massive black hole on the other side of that magical door.... or did he go somewhere else? Deliberation and confusion showed on Mith's face as he, for only a brief moment of insanity, considered following Bug. "Am I ready to die?" He mused to himself very seriously. If he went through, he had to be ready for that likely result, yet if he stayed, he'd still likely die in the fight with Omega. Maybe he should go through...
Wiz, why are you not on steam? Get on steam, you juicebox.
Personally, I'm stuck waiting on Tiny. But I could do Stryg tonight.... forwhich I still need Tiny.
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