Wraithblade6

Omniverse: Brink of Annihilation

*comes over with a doctor's coat and a stethoscope* Hmm..... this thread needs a GM injection Stat!

Knights of The Dawn Covenant: The Longest Winter

Hi. I am alive. I need to read a bit to catch up.

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In a beautiful spray of sparkling liquor, a shotglass slowly rotated as it flew through the air in the decelerated time of vampiric perception. The lights glinted off its every facet and crack like a cube of ice as it sailed on toward its destination. Yep, thought Mithias, who watched it. He had been a fool to think this whole mission hadn't been a setup from the start. He had really gotten lax over the years in running Soldier, or rather it was that Soldier had grown too big for one vampire to hold into any more. Soldier's board of generals were in fact all human, a fact that Mithias had overlooked in trust and attributed simply to probability, ie. humans far outnumbered vampires in the world. Of course it made sense that humans would take all the positions of power in the Soldier organization eventually, and of course eventually, they would want to be rid of him. By sending Mithias and his lot to England, Soldier could either blacken his name or place him in the maw of the beast they believe will kill him given such a ripe opportunity. Because, if there was a powerful vampire lord who ruled an entire country, wouldn't he kill someone who basically sold his kind out on their best chance at total world domination? Either way, Soldier wins. They never expected the squad to be able to keep their cover at the nightclub.

Everyone froze as Rin's psychic command went out. The misty image of her physical form made itself apparent near the black-haired vampiress, who pridefully refused to show any fear despite her sudden, immediate concern about a ghost-vampire appearing next to her. The goons around Ashley, Sonja, Katya, and Allison also paused, but bared their fangs and keep one of each of their eyes on the girls while Rin spoke.

The blonde, spiky-haired vampire with the blue eyes dropped his jaw mockingly. "'Soldier?' Did you seriously say bloody SOLDIER??" His eyebrows lifted in sincere amusement and surprise as he laughed and slapped his knee. The crowd gathered around them was now seriously interested. This was the best drama they had seen in a century! They began muttering in not so pleasant phrases about Solder and its place in the UK. The bottom line: it wasn't wanted.

Mithias began to feel the pointed glances.

"Fucking Solder."
"You don't belong here!"
"Let us teach them a lesson..."

Spike gestured over to Mithias, finally looking into his vivid yellow eyes from across the room. "And I bet that's fucking Mithias Varom..." He stopped before he even finished the name. "Devil's cock! You've got to be kidding me!"

"He betrayed his own!"
"Kinslayer! Human's pet dog!"

The insults began flying.

"Tear them apart!"

In a frenzy of rage, and a like proportion of mindless amusement, the vampiric crowd dived on them. In that instant, that shot glass we talked about earlier crashed into the skull of the vampire that was holding a gun to Roman's back, disabling him temporarily. Having just thrown the glass, Mithias ducked down. "Soldier! Fight for your lives!" The two vampires pounced him, only to be thrown off in fancy, Judo fashion. Tables were smashed, chairs went flying, the floor turned into some kind of sick, slippery ice-arena covered in broken glass. Everybody was fighting. Even Mattias, who looked human enough, became a target. Guns, knives, claws, and even high heels were wielded indiscriminately.

Mithias had some advantage due to the unexpected strength of his blood, but there were a lot of gifted vampires present, and the tragedy was, nobody needed to die. Initially, he ran toward his human allies, but a sudden whip of darkness tripped him up, keeping him separated. It was a Kill Bill scene in there.

HCL Minus: Tiny has had enough of this thread.

I think the main issue is we're all playing warframe now.

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I also think investing a little time into a post makes it way more interesting to read. Extra details provides options for other people to interact, gives them ideas about what they might do. Plus, it's also fun to get to know the characters like real people.

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@The Roman07 I liked it a lot. A day of silence isn't all that bad. The people here are pretty dedicated.

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@The Roman07 yeah go nuts. I've got plenty reason to have them throw a first punch in my next post.
I'll post tomorrow though. i want to give a few others the chance to write.

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@Catchphrase You can react to what's going on in the club if you want.

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"Yo. Dude, You three coming or what?" Katya was almost out the door, feigning drunkenness, or even a touch of illness, to excuse her escape as a casual, human maneuver. But the aire was counterproductive if anything. The point of no return had been crossed. Suddenly, as she turned her head back to the exit, she ran into something rather solid.

When I say solid, I don't mean it was like a wall or even a blunt weapon swung at her head. It was a body, made of muscle and curves. Katya's small frame bounced off, back into the nightclub. The door outside became obscured as a black t-shirt came into focus in front of her with the saying, "Vampire Lives Matter," printed across it.

A vampire with pale blue eyes and spiked blonde hair glared at her from above. "Leaving so soon, little miss? Oh I don't think so. You see, none of us are falling for your tricks. We know you're not drunk. We can hear your heartbeats you know. Have a seat." Placing a hand on her chest, mindless of her cleavage, the vamp marched her backward indignantly, until her legs kicked a chair and she stumbled into the seat.

Roman suddenly found himself flanked with some kind of gun poking him in the back. A sinister voice seeped over his shoulder, "Don't move a muscle if you don't want to be on the menu."

Allison was also grabbed and hauled over to where Katya was being grilled.

The blonde vampire seemed to command some degree of respect around here. A cheap bumper sticker adorned the pillar behind him, bearing the symbol of two red bars in an "equals" sign. He looked at Katya with disgust... and a bit of sadistic delight. "You came looking for trouble in the wrong place, 'hunter.' This is a vampire club. We all heard you foreigners talking, and we're sorely disappointed. Not only are you bigoted haters, but you're stupid enough to try your medieval, oppressive bullshit in the middle of our club. That was a big mistake."

The music kept playing, but the scene was going down at the front of the club. The Soldier group was surrounded.

Another black-haired woman vampire in stilted vinyl knee-high boots strutted past Roman with an appraising glance, then glared at Allison and put her hands on her hips. She spoke in a Romanian accent. "Do you know what we vampires refer to you as 'hunters?' ... We call you, 'fair game.'" She grinned. Vampires apparently took care of their own problems here in the UK.

Meanwhile, Mithias found himself standing off with two younger vampires, a man and a woman. They stared at him suspiciously, cautious about testing his motives, or his ferocity. They stood between him and his human allies, still a degree more respectful of one of their own kind. They began questioning him in a mocking fashion. "So, you're with these scum blood-bags? What are you, a pet?"

Mithias was unarmed, but could have become armed fairly quickly if he needed to. There were plenty of knives, pistols, chains, wood, and the like within arms reach. He backed away slowly. The vampires before him were less than half his age, actually, and judging by their speech and their clothing, they were probably rank fledglings. He really didn't want to have to fuck them up.

Mattias was basically left untouched in the middle of all this.

The taunts meant nothing to Mithias and rolled off him like water off a duck's back. He began to attempt to diffuse the situation as he judged the distance between himself and Katya. He lifted his hands in a calming motion. "Please forgive my friends. This is not what it looks like..."

Just then, a scream rang out on the communicators in everyone's ears. Sonja...

Oh shit.