At a public meeting is a bad time to slight your dedicated brethren. The meeting is going to get postponed while Al gets reemed for being a giant hypocrite. He apparently only thinks women can be in his family. He's full of himself and arrogant and exclusive that he doesn't even recognize actual family. He's not a leader. Just a guy with a harem. He doesn't bring vampires together as a clan. He is serving only himself and what he wants. He masquerades as a caring patron, but it's apparently a farce. He turns on Trixie etc by killing weak vampire children and thinks nothing of it. Zero care about anyone but himself. Do the Kingstons want to deal with the blackmoore clan, or do they want to deal with Al and his select chicks?
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I may not come back. It was nice playing with you all. I wish you all good lives.
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Ready to throw down with Alister for being a blind ass, so unless he wants to step outside, he'll have to be tactful really quickly.
I AM THE ONLY LOSER ONLINE AT MIDNIGHT! WHY GOD WHYYYYYY?!!?!?
Strygwyr used his nose to peer through the bushes. On the other side was a big, red old fashioned convertible with chrome hubcaps and fuzzy dice on the mirror. Its lights were flashing, and some being of some sort was in the driver's seat. She turned her head instantly toward where Bloodseeker and the Dark One had crept up to watch, as if she already knew they were there.
"It's about time you got over here." She said. The car door swung open and she hopped out, a young adult girl with long brown hair, looking human of course. "Heh. 'White holes.' Wiz is always making up the randomest shit. Strygwyr!" She shut the door and started walking over.
Strygwyr stepped out of the bushes, keeping his guard up. Somehow this being knew his true name.
She looked him up and down and placed her hands on her hips, completely unarmed, completely unafraid. "Huh... Damn you look cool. And Dark One? God, I completely forgot how buggy and lizerdy you looked. I can't wait to see Eclipse, or what remains of him... Anyway! You're probably really confused. Ahem, hold on a sec. I'm just really excited and I have to calm down." She takes a deep breath, then her sharp brown eyes snap open. "Ok. I'm Wraithblade. You can call me Wraith. I'm a 'writer,' but forget about that right now. I got here by taking advantage of Voidwalker's completely powerful and fucked up portal magic, and I'm going to get YOU all the fuck off this boring swamp world."
She waited a moment, an ecstatic expression of glee frozen on her face as she waited for a reaction.
Strygwyr, as meaty and large as he was... he really looked like a bald bear decorated with feathers... Inclinded his head and appeared to look up into the sky, then back down toward Wraith. "You get us out of here?"
"Yes. Now get in the car." The girl opens a door to the back seat.
Stryg briefly looked back at Dark One. Eclipse's sword was distinctly silent. He shrugged. "No tricks?"
"No tricks."
He climbed into the car, taking up half the back with his blades.
"Hey hey... blades on the vinyl! Gyah! Damnit you have no idea what I'm talking about. Strygwyr just... Gyah! Please don't slice up my upholstry. Dark One, are you coming?" The Wraithblade person gave him a moment to decide.
"It's about time you got over here." She said. The car door swung open and she hopped out, a young adult girl with long brown hair, looking human of course. "Heh. 'White holes.' Wiz is always making up the randomest shit. Strygwyr!" She shut the door and started walking over.
Strygwyr stepped out of the bushes, keeping his guard up. Somehow this being knew his true name.
She looked him up and down and placed her hands on her hips, completely unarmed, completely unafraid. "Huh... Damn you look cool. And Dark One? God, I completely forgot how buggy and lizerdy you looked. I can't wait to see Eclipse, or what remains of him... Anyway! You're probably really confused. Ahem, hold on a sec. I'm just really excited and I have to calm down." She takes a deep breath, then her sharp brown eyes snap open. "Ok. I'm Wraithblade. You can call me Wraith. I'm a 'writer,' but forget about that right now. I got here by taking advantage of Voidwalker's completely powerful and fucked up portal magic, and I'm going to get YOU all the fuck off this boring swamp world."
She waited a moment, an ecstatic expression of glee frozen on her face as she waited for a reaction.
Strygwyr, as meaty and large as he was... he really looked like a bald bear decorated with feathers... Inclinded his head and appeared to look up into the sky, then back down toward Wraith. "You get us out of here?"
"Yes. Now get in the car." The girl opens a door to the back seat.
Stryg briefly looked back at Dark One. Eclipse's sword was distinctly silent. He shrugged. "No tricks?"
"No tricks."
He climbed into the car, taking up half the back with his blades.
"Hey hey... blades on the vinyl! Gyah! Damnit you have no idea what I'm talking about. Strygwyr just... Gyah! Please don't slice up my upholstry. Dark One, are you coming?" The Wraithblade person gave him a moment to decide.
You guys still use the old chat?
@thewizardguy
"Humans you say? There are... 'warm-blooded' humans on this planet?" Mithais swallowed anxiously. It was great to have a potential source of blood, but fuck. How was he supposed to explain what he needed? This woman was obviously protective of them and had the powers to back it up. Of all the idiotic, dramatic ludicracy! He face-palmed so hard and looked at her. ... She probably had no idea what a vampire was. "Alright. Let us go then. But please no further mention of humans. ...I'm starving."
Without explaining, Mithais started walking, reluctantly, in the direction of the mountain. He was trying not to look at her, and her very RED hair... >>
"I have killed gods before, two of them, but I completely don't expect you to believe me. I had powers that I have since lost." He sighed with some frustration, getting his focus back. "I lost them today, actually, but I intend to regain them. There's always someone hunting you, coming to destroy everything you love." he thought of what Bob had said. "You have to be able to fight. It's just part of life."
He kept talking. "Two of my friends died only moments ago. I feel numb. I don't think I'm ready to talk about it." 'Twas best he deflected the subject lest he end up losing his soul. "Ahem, I'm from a world so far away and long ago that I don't even remember it. "The earliest thing I remember is finding myself in a..." Mithais realized he had better not say 'coffee lounge,' "...in a 'interdimentional hub' of sorts, and I've been on countless adventures ever since. I'm not so much interested in returning to wherever I came from as I am in protecting all worlds. Before he died, my enemy mentioned something. He said that there was a terrible threat coming, something that would inevitably destroy all universes and all of existence. I am afraid I may just believe him. Do you see why it's imperative that I regain my strength and find my friends?"
"Humans you say? There are... 'warm-blooded' humans on this planet?" Mithais swallowed anxiously. It was great to have a potential source of blood, but fuck. How was he supposed to explain what he needed? This woman was obviously protective of them and had the powers to back it up. Of all the idiotic, dramatic ludicracy! He face-palmed so hard and looked at her. ... She probably had no idea what a vampire was. "Alright. Let us go then. But please no further mention of humans. ...I'm starving."
Without explaining, Mithais started walking, reluctantly, in the direction of the mountain. He was trying not to look at her, and her very RED hair... >>
"I have killed gods before, two of them, but I completely don't expect you to believe me. I had powers that I have since lost." He sighed with some frustration, getting his focus back. "I lost them today, actually, but I intend to regain them. There's always someone hunting you, coming to destroy everything you love." he thought of what Bob had said. "You have to be able to fight. It's just part of life."
He kept talking. "Two of my friends died only moments ago. I feel numb. I don't think I'm ready to talk about it." 'Twas best he deflected the subject lest he end up losing his soul. "Ahem, I'm from a world so far away and long ago that I don't even remember it. "The earliest thing I remember is finding myself in a..." Mithais realized he had better not say 'coffee lounge,' "...in a 'interdimentional hub' of sorts, and I've been on countless adventures ever since. I'm not so much interested in returning to wherever I came from as I am in protecting all worlds. Before he died, my enemy mentioned something. He said that there was a terrible threat coming, something that would inevitably destroy all universes and all of existence. I am afraid I may just believe him. Do you see why it's imperative that I regain my strength and find my friends?"
Morven and Morgan are going to get me confused.
Yay. I am glad to hear from people. I think chatting would help aleviate any writers block. I got steam and Skype if you want to find me, same name.
I like the side plot you started with Fergus, but I feel like it has remo ed hank from the main story. We need to tie them together somehow. Soon, vampires could be in a world of shit As humans all over the world decide to eliminate them completely.
I like the side plot you started with Fergus, but I feel like it has remo ed hank from the main story. We need to tie them together somehow. Soon, vampires could be in a world of shit As humans all over the world decide to eliminate them completely.
"You are. Now deal with it." Clearly Mithias meant business. He had claimed his brothers descendents and wasn't going to backdown.
Mithias exhaled a sigh. He said as kindly as he could. "Alistair, you value your family members very highly. I am sorry I hadn't told you earlier, but Morven's grandsire was my sire. So that makes you my great, great, grand-nephew, and any in your family I would also consider to be in mine."
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