Wraithblade6

The Blood Compact

Very sorry Wiz. Take care of yourself.

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Oh wow. I know I suggested a timeskip, but I wasn't expecting something so..... drastic? I'm prepared to do a Post-Purge world, it just seems like a bit of a leap, for no good reason.

@thewizardguy

Well, the reason would be that oldbloods really don't care about a minor skirmish between purge and soldier. If there's a all-out, future-altering war for world domination, they might join in. However, it appears kilo point is nothing in the grand scheme of things. Kami no Kage might be annoying, but he's not going to kill anyone if nobody shows up. It's not like all vampire kind is being threatened. Now if Magnus was the powerful, inspiring, mastermind, leader badass that Shikaru intended, then this could work. Vampires could take over a nation publically. Personally, I don't have the desire to create and play such a king among vampires.

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It hinges on Shikaru's being here to progress the plot along, however 3 days is a time to wait.

@The Grey Dust

Yeah I've got money on him being 2 weeks or more. I wasn't ready to put that much cash on "never returning," but I almost did. I'll gm then. Maybe that was too big of a time skip. I'm thinking about it.

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Alright. I'm fairly convinced this thread is over. A new chapter is due. I only wish I knew what Shikaru intended to do next, but since he is not here, I'm thinking we can skip ahead to some kind of post Purge-apocalyptic world war that nearly eliminated all the vampires... I have no idea about Britain. I need your ideas.

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Mithias waited patiently while Lady Mo examined the artifact. Her arrogance was not unexpected. Pride plagued vampire kind like a curse. The old adage that power corrupts never rang more true than among immortal kind. Mithias glanced past Lady Mo to the horizon where the sky was beginning to brighten. "The night ends." He said, indicating that dawn would be upon them soon. "It's too late. The vampires will retreat with the darkness, leaving the Purge to occupy Kilo Point. SOLDIER's reinforcements will arrive tomorrow to deal with them. This battle will be between the mortals, yet I fear they may come to terms that are not to our benefit. Humans simply do not fight so hard for the sake of vampires than for the sake of their own kind. I'm afraid the burden falls to us to ensure our own survival." Mithias looked stoically at Mo. "How many of you are there left?"

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Posting this from public wifi, won't be able to post most likely for 3 days or so. My wifi is down, trying to get it fixed. Sorry guys x.x

@Shikaru

Sorry Shikaru. I really hope you gt back soon.

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

A slow crack, accompanied by the soft squelch of flesh. A warm sensation on his foot, Mithias looks down, already knowing the sight that would awake him, but unwilling to accept it. Beneath his foot lay a child, the heal of his heavy black boots having shattered her chest. Between the shattered ribs, the beating of the heart could still be seen as it desperately attempted to keep her infantile form alive. The deflated form of a crushed lung was identified, as Mithias subconsciously catalogued the organs, an effort his conscious mind was incapable of halting. Bright blue eyes stared upwards, as a shocked attempt at breathe brought up nothing but blood. An arm twitched, reaching upwards, grabbing onto the side of Mithias' leather pants, almost as if attempting to pull herself up. The arm fell limp, her eyes turned glassy. For a few seconds more, the heart beat. Then her body was silent. "My my, didn't I tell you? I'm not going to be killing anyone, Mithy. I never had any intention of harming that darling child - her name was Melissa, you know? Beautiful name, I'd call my daughter Melissa." gabriel chuckles, as a small group of children gathered around him, boys and girls around the age of seven. They were smiling happily, waving as one would to a relative. Not a one of them realized the situation they were in, trapped in a world of their own imagination, incapable of perceiving this grim reality. "You know, I've always liked children. You know that, don't you? And I'm running out of supply. However, if you keep being so obstinate, you're going to get them all killed. Seven more little children. How many bodies are you prepared to walk over just to kill me?"

@thewizardguy

Agony was the expression on the noble vampire's face as he removed his boot and felt the suffering and death of the blue-eye little girl reverberate through his soul. The old one had been tricky, setting the scene so that Mithias killed the girl unintentionally rather than witnessing his father comitt the crime. The dilemma was clear... Mithias would have to destroy who he was and all he stood for in order to theoretically reach Gabriel and tear his black heart out. But it was apparent to Mithias that the whole scenario was a farce. He would have known immeidately if his foot had encountered a girl before he quashed her. The only explanation was that Gabriel still had a good level of control over Mithias' mind. Mithias couldn't in fact tell what was real and what was not, and therefore had no chance of defeating his maker. Anger flared up within him. He was incensed that after all this time, his mental shield was still too weak. He was still only a puppet, a plaything, and if anything, he didn't matter at all to his sire. Cut off by this reasoning, Mithias turned away and let his hair shield his eyes from view. The thought of killing the girl cut him but not nearly as deeply as something else. "I never wanted to kill you." He said. In truth, he couldn't remember why he was this angry, what exactly his father had done other than the occasional sadistac random acts that couldn't even be conclusively tied to him and taking the blood that was his due as a natural preditor. Was one sin worth ending him over? Was he guilty of the accusations? Even if so, it didn't matter. Mithias' power wasn't strong enough. "In all this time, why haven't you killed me, father? Do you so enjoy torturing me?"

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I anticipate a problem if half our characters somehow end up in Britain. It'll split up the party. :/

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Wiz seems to have after-battle plans. I've decided that I'm curious. I'm gonna play out this brief scene with Mo and see if we can end up back in Magnus' cave with each other... oh baby. Shikaru, are you ok with a time skip? Since the purge were very strong, we can say they took over the SOLDIER base. Wiz, what shall it be? A few days? 6 months?

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Both Rhyss and Mithias heard the broadcast from General Matt on the master channel. So the human leader was in fact alive, and he informed them that some kind of backup would be arriving. Although they were already at the forest, both vampire likely doubted much of their cohort would be retreating to join them. Mithias picked up his communicator. "General. I'm glad you're alive. Tell the SOLDIER fighters to focus on the Purge. I'm going try to convince the vampires to assist us." Movement against the backdrop of black, silhouetted trees drew Mithias' attention, and he hung up his com. "Rhyss. We have company." A vampiress just tore apart a Purge warrior and was heading right for them in an offensive manor. Mithias had momentarily forgotten about the Native American relic in his belt and drew his vampire-specific weapons and faced her. "How did you get that?" She barked. Bedivere's words recalled to his mind as he realized she was looking at the tomahawk. "Show it to the right person, and perhaps you will gain yourself a temporary ally... She should know the significance of this little axe." She. Well, this was a she, and it could serve him no better than to broach the subject of an alliance with her right now. Seeing as how he woman vampire stopped momentarily to consider the multitude of ways she might rip his head off after she got by his swords and Rhyss' guns, Mithias made a move. "It was given to me." He said truthfully as he returned one of his weapons and pulled out the old axe. "Catch." He tossed it to her more gently than it had last been tossed. "I gain nothing by killing you right now, vampire. We both have bigger problems. The Purge is our common enemy, and I would much rather they not walk away from this battle the final victors. Help us defeat them." Of course, even after an alliance, SOLDIER and the Vampires would be left to deal with each other. Their agendas still conflicted. Mithias knew he could never fully trust the rebels.