Wraithblade6

From the Ashes shall be Woken

I saw some hot vampires with wings on google.

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Mithias: ... fuck. I used to be a "good guy." Now I probably can't ride planes either.

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<Snipped quote by Wraithblade6> After he kills the Purge agent following him and hijacks the plane.

@The Grey Dust

That could totally happen. But if he does, America might shoot down the plane. I mean, think about all the death that particular vampire will cause? Plus, the officials got his sword. Maybe they wouldn't recognize it... maybe they would. If he keeps some hostages alive on the plane, AND SOLDIER doesn't realize what vampire he is, they might not shoot the plane down.

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or.... he could hear Maria singing and investigate.... since I am hoping someone will.... lol

@Myst

Hey Alister, let's tag-team Maria.

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Couldn't you have just made a dark elf instead of an entirely new type?

@WilsonTurner

Dark elves are small, evil, and magic based. If they live under the earth and worship spiders, I think I would rather puke.

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@Grombus So when is Void landing in America?

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@Shikaru Hey. In your last post you had Magnus getting read y to go out and kill stuff. What's he doing now? Maybe you could go find Hale and play some stuff out there. I bet it'd be funny. Also, How about General Matt finding out about that Martin spy?

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@Vagabond, accepted! I'll start working on the IC right now, will probably get it up in a few hours.

@Golem

...6 days ago. >>

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Name: Atalex Nightbreeze "Ata" Race: Night Elf Race is from warcraft, so not a drow. Just a really big, blue, yellow-eyed hippy. Age: About 600. Gender: M Appearance: "Ata" is a tall, muscly beast of a humanoid, with thick and long, wild dark blue hair, fangs, glowing eyes, and ridiculously long ears. His skin is the color of moonlight, a pale, shimmery gray or silver. Seeing him for the first time is a bit like accidentally walking into a bear. He's usually shirtless, with some pointless shackle still hanging off his left wrist with the chain broken. His scars are actually very faded. Personality: Ata doesn't talk much, and few know he can. Despite his physical capability, he is unexpectedly tame. As a slave, he pretty much does what he is told, except if it involves hurting others. The lumbering oaf is a big pansy pacifist. He enjoys peace and nature, and doesn't show any huge attachment to going back home. Background: Atalex is a fury warrior, also known as a berserker. He was a warrior for his people and has been on many, many adventures, one of which landed him here as a slave. Abilities: Atalex is basically just strong as hell. He is probably an amazing fighter, but we don't want to find out. He has some weird elfy kinship with animals.

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Mithias nodded and Alister was the first to leave. The long, lingering look to Beatrix was a giveaway. Mithias made mental note of the emotional connections. Perhaps he'd have some of his own one day. Beatrix finally focused back on him, informing him where she would be headed. The two were going in different directions, which was completely what he had advised against. Mithias nodded again and left through the front door. Lingering a moment outside, his senses informed him that Trixie had gone upstairs... water was running. She'd be delayed, but no matter. Since, his motorcycle was too public to use for tonight's purpose, he would go out on foot. As he disappeared into the darkness, a sidelong glance toward Alister's destination gave him pause. He should stalk one of these two, just in case they got themselves in trouble alone. Initially, his instinct was to shadow the female, but there was no logic in it. She was probably more capable of defending herself than Alister. She was also going to be delayed making preparations, and not only that, she was planning on patrolling a populated area. Mithias sighed. He hated "blending in" with humans. ...all that damn rave music. So, Alister it was. Rather than heading to the docks, Mithias moved quickly in the Blackmoore patriarch's direction and kept an eye on him.