@AtomicNut Absolutely. Have a look over the OC intro and make a CS.
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@BurningCold I will gut you.
Mithias could have sworn he heard the growls and roar of a werewolf somewhere behind him. So he had seen one. That mortal-looking young man with the dark hair at the door had a wild spark in his eyes. It must have been him. A werewolf in London was an extraordinary rarity, but the vampire's intrigue would have to wait. Right now, he was on the ground slugging the zygomatic arch of a somewhat older vampire with a right hook, the one that had grabbed him with some kind of shadow tendril.
The vampire's face came back slowly with a fanged grin. Clearly the punch hadn't been enough to discourage him. He laughed mockingly, daring Mithias to try something else. Bearing his own fangs in a frown, Mithias quickly reached for a bottle off the end of the bar and tried that, smashing it over the other's head with a splash. Such good alcohol gone to waste. Just as the stoic vampire was about to claw out Mithias' throat, the alcohol inexplicably caught fire, going up fast all over him. He reared up like a startled horse and completely forgot everything else besides his flaming head. Mithias scrambled up and kicked him into the furniture.
A high pitched crack cut the air as the glass pool began to give way. Occupants above vacated promptly before the bottom shattered downward in a large section, creating a significant but temporary waterfall. The water moved tables and bodies as it shoved past everyone's legs in its escape. Certain lights flickered and died as wires were flooded and equipment was damaged.
Mithias Varomere felt it more keenly and quickly than anyone else, the sudden appearance of that unmistakable presence, his aura itself triggering a sensation that jolted him like an electric current running through his core. Mithias froze. Lord Bedivere had arrived.
The rest of the clubbers felt it as well, particularly the attuned undead. The fighting was put on hold for the moment, no one daring to draw the attention of the club's owner who was most assuredly, already pissed.
Bedivere quickly killed his manager, the bartender, then casually rounded the bar and grabbed his special sanguine stock. Everybody just watched him, at least everybody that was still conscious. With the compensatory murder and quality drink beginning to alleviate his displeasure, Bedivere delivered his list of options, ultimatums basically, and the disgruntled band of Soldier agents and werewolf stood dumbfounded, frantically processing their situation. The obvious release of the cursed blade of darkness, Excalibur, from its sheath-disguise as an umbrella made clear that Bedivere was ready and willing to deliver option four.
Two strange vampires with violet hued eyes looked to be preparing for another fight off to the side. The werewolf also snarled and flexed at the vampire lord impressively, but fortunately stayed its ground. At least, he didn't seem to want to eat Soldier agents tonight.
For a long moment, long by vampire standards, Mithias looked at Bedivere from across the bar, his expression unreadable. Their eyes met and locked on each other. The lights continued to fritz and what lumination remained began to dim even further as it was slowly consumed by Bedivere's blade. There was no escaping now, and certainly no victory. Being brave, and rational, Sonja began to explain, but her words were received as a mere pointless chirping. Deeds had already been done, deals stuck, blood spilt, kings checked, and nobody was going to look at a video feed.
"Sonja." Mithias was looking at her. He slowly shook his head, meaning it was futile. He would be the one to step up to handling this, as was his position.
Water sloshing around his lower legs, Mithias began walking over to the bar. "This, Soldiers, is Lord Bedivere of Sinews, Knight of Camelot, former Lord under Dracula, owner of Du lac, and suspected head of an illegal vampire mafia deeply involved in political manipulation." The accusation was cute in comparison to the truth. Mithias put a hand on the drink that had been poured for him and cast his golden eyes down to it, specifically avoiding Bedivere's gaze. "You have me in a bind, Sir Bedivere. You are a knight as I am, and a vampire of honor. In promising the survival of my men, you leave me no choice but to surrender myself. I cannot chose another option. I know you will keep your word and let them go." Mithias looked to Rin and Roman, and slightly to the very unexpected werewolf, to see their reactions.
Roman could tell by looking at him that Mithias was telling the truth. Contrary to what Roman or Rin might have hoped, Mithias didn't give any indication that he was planning a fancy doublecross to get out of this later or anything. He looked to be simply accepting terms.
The vampire's face came back slowly with a fanged grin. Clearly the punch hadn't been enough to discourage him. He laughed mockingly, daring Mithias to try something else. Bearing his own fangs in a frown, Mithias quickly reached for a bottle off the end of the bar and tried that, smashing it over the other's head with a splash. Such good alcohol gone to waste. Just as the stoic vampire was about to claw out Mithias' throat, the alcohol inexplicably caught fire, going up fast all over him. He reared up like a startled horse and completely forgot everything else besides his flaming head. Mithias scrambled up and kicked him into the furniture.
A high pitched crack cut the air as the glass pool began to give way. Occupants above vacated promptly before the bottom shattered downward in a large section, creating a significant but temporary waterfall. The water moved tables and bodies as it shoved past everyone's legs in its escape. Certain lights flickered and died as wires were flooded and equipment was damaged.
Mithias Varomere felt it more keenly and quickly than anyone else, the sudden appearance of that unmistakable presence, his aura itself triggering a sensation that jolted him like an electric current running through his core. Mithias froze. Lord Bedivere had arrived.
The rest of the clubbers felt it as well, particularly the attuned undead. The fighting was put on hold for the moment, no one daring to draw the attention of the club's owner who was most assuredly, already pissed.
Bedivere quickly killed his manager, the bartender, then casually rounded the bar and grabbed his special sanguine stock. Everybody just watched him, at least everybody that was still conscious. With the compensatory murder and quality drink beginning to alleviate his displeasure, Bedivere delivered his list of options, ultimatums basically, and the disgruntled band of Soldier agents and werewolf stood dumbfounded, frantically processing their situation. The obvious release of the cursed blade of darkness, Excalibur, from its sheath-disguise as an umbrella made clear that Bedivere was ready and willing to deliver option four.
Two strange vampires with violet hued eyes looked to be preparing for another fight off to the side. The werewolf also snarled and flexed at the vampire lord impressively, but fortunately stayed its ground. At least, he didn't seem to want to eat Soldier agents tonight.
For a long moment, long by vampire standards, Mithias looked at Bedivere from across the bar, his expression unreadable. Their eyes met and locked on each other. The lights continued to fritz and what lumination remained began to dim even further as it was slowly consumed by Bedivere's blade. There was no escaping now, and certainly no victory. Being brave, and rational, Sonja began to explain, but her words were received as a mere pointless chirping. Deeds had already been done, deals stuck, blood spilt, kings checked, and nobody was going to look at a video feed.
"Sonja." Mithias was looking at her. He slowly shook his head, meaning it was futile. He would be the one to step up to handling this, as was his position.
Water sloshing around his lower legs, Mithias began walking over to the bar. "This, Soldiers, is Lord Bedivere of Sinews, Knight of Camelot, former Lord under Dracula, owner of Du lac, and suspected head of an illegal vampire mafia deeply involved in political manipulation." The accusation was cute in comparison to the truth. Mithias put a hand on the drink that had been poured for him and cast his golden eyes down to it, specifically avoiding Bedivere's gaze. "You have me in a bind, Sir Bedivere. You are a knight as I am, and a vampire of honor. In promising the survival of my men, you leave me no choice but to surrender myself. I cannot chose another option. I know you will keep your word and let them go." Mithias looked to Rin and Roman, and slightly to the very unexpected werewolf, to see their reactions.
Roman could tell by looking at him that Mithias was telling the truth. Contrary to what Roman or Rin might have hoped, Mithias didn't give any indication that he was planning a fancy doublecross to get out of this later or anything. He looked to be simply accepting terms.
@BurningCold Ha.
@Doc Doctor Fair enough. We did appreciate your consideration.
@Doc Doctor
Alright Doc. Here is my long awaited reply.
I see what you are trying to accomplish in your CS. You want to get away from boring romace stories and get into some rated R badass realistic bloodbaths. You want battle and horror and purpose, and fortunately, this is exactly what Compact is for. Relationships are all well and good, and they can happen in Blood Compact, but this rp is also about many things. Good and evil, survival, morality, judgement, depth of character, finding purpose, meaning, family, struggle, friends, finding yourself, learning what dedication to a cause truly is, and of course fun fight scenes.
I need you to go deeper than simply providing a single, meaningless fight, a single, uncomplicated enemy. Your monster is a mere shadow of the kind of creature I'm expecting in this rp. It doesn't even have enough hutzpsa behind it to rise above the level of an npc. It's not a character. It's a monster, a thing, with no personhood behind it. None of our current characters have any reason to interact with it, and if they did, they would do nothing but kill it, which is dull. Writing about killing a monster is not worth the effort spent in moving our fingers over the keyboard. We'd rather do something else. It's not fun for players. It has nothing to do with the setting/story.
Secondly, it would be difficult to even have this type of creature exist in the Compact world. This rp exists in a modern/scifi world, so think tracking darts with gps, high tech weapons, advanced research and science. Any 'dragon' would be killed pretty fast. Also, any elder vampire who hasn't spent the last eons in a tomb would know any major world history and anything about other elder vampires, etc. I don't beleive that any of them would have allowed such a creature to live freely in their territory, so I'm sure one of them would have killed it before the modern age even arrived. The Magna Pater would be a great boss for a horror/myster/suspense rp, but it really is pretty useless in comparison to what Blood Compact has going on.
I think what you should do, would be to create a vampire who does a lot of similar, evil shit, but make him/her 'real.' You can make them as ugly and terrifying as you want, but make them more than just an animal, more than just a rodent to be shot down. Give them an interesting reason for their beliefs or their insanity. Does he or she think killing is a sport? are they a sadist? Maybe you can make up a lineage of vampires from ancient Egypt or Mexican Aztecs or someplace as an origin, or maybe he or she was the only one. Maybe they were friends with Magnus... but either way, the character must be a flesh and bone being that has to look out for their own ass, like anyone else. You could try giving them a power that makes them hard to catch or kill. Soldier would of course be hunting them.
To tie them into the story, add some kind of history with one of the current characters, a dependencey, or a vendetta. Did Soldier kill one of your character's best friends? Ruin his meaning in life? Think of something deep that causes conflict. You want a reason to fight and not just for food. If you want to open with a violent murder scene, do it, just know that your character's actions will have consequences.
You can draw from your original concept if you want, but post a new CS. You can ask any questions about the world in the OC tab, and Grey or I will answer them.
Alright Doc. Here is my long awaited reply.
I see what you are trying to accomplish in your CS. You want to get away from boring romace stories and get into some rated R badass realistic bloodbaths. You want battle and horror and purpose, and fortunately, this is exactly what Compact is for. Relationships are all well and good, and they can happen in Blood Compact, but this rp is also about many things. Good and evil, survival, morality, judgement, depth of character, finding purpose, meaning, family, struggle, friends, finding yourself, learning what dedication to a cause truly is, and of course fun fight scenes.
I need you to go deeper than simply providing a single, meaningless fight, a single, uncomplicated enemy. Your monster is a mere shadow of the kind of creature I'm expecting in this rp. It doesn't even have enough hutzpsa behind it to rise above the level of an npc. It's not a character. It's a monster, a thing, with no personhood behind it. None of our current characters have any reason to interact with it, and if they did, they would do nothing but kill it, which is dull. Writing about killing a monster is not worth the effort spent in moving our fingers over the keyboard. We'd rather do something else. It's not fun for players. It has nothing to do with the setting/story.
Secondly, it would be difficult to even have this type of creature exist in the Compact world. This rp exists in a modern/scifi world, so think tracking darts with gps, high tech weapons, advanced research and science. Any 'dragon' would be killed pretty fast. Also, any elder vampire who hasn't spent the last eons in a tomb would know any major world history and anything about other elder vampires, etc. I don't beleive that any of them would have allowed such a creature to live freely in their territory, so I'm sure one of them would have killed it before the modern age even arrived. The Magna Pater would be a great boss for a horror/myster/suspense rp, but it really is pretty useless in comparison to what Blood Compact has going on.
I think what you should do, would be to create a vampire who does a lot of similar, evil shit, but make him/her 'real.' You can make them as ugly and terrifying as you want, but make them more than just an animal, more than just a rodent to be shot down. Give them an interesting reason for their beliefs or their insanity. Does he or she think killing is a sport? are they a sadist? Maybe you can make up a lineage of vampires from ancient Egypt or Mexican Aztecs or someplace as an origin, or maybe he or she was the only one. Maybe they were friends with Magnus... but either way, the character must be a flesh and bone being that has to look out for their own ass, like anyone else. You could try giving them a power that makes them hard to catch or kill. Soldier would of course be hunting them.
To tie them into the story, add some kind of history with one of the current characters, a dependencey, or a vendetta. Did Soldier kill one of your character's best friends? Ruin his meaning in life? Think of something deep that causes conflict. You want a reason to fight and not just for food. If you want to open with a violent murder scene, do it, just know that your character's actions will have consequences.
You can draw from your original concept if you want, but post a new CS. You can ask any questions about the world in the OC tab, and Grey or I will answer them.
I will give a full report on this when I get home from work.
@Doc Doctor So you want to play a kind of vampire monster? Alright. I could see that being possible. However, I'd hate for the characters to react to yours as a mindless threat to be eliminated, because I am sure they would eventually find a way to kill your monster.
If every time the Magna Pater rises, it eventually gets put down, how is it that it comes to rise again? Why is it so difficult to kill? Where did it come from? What are it's origins? So far, we only know humanoids that can become "vampires." How do other vampires react to it? Does it have a cult following? Certainly older vampires would know about it and have documented history on it. I'm pretty sure they would have tried to wipe it out.
Tell me more about how it could become a part of the main plot or a part of the story in general. What are it's weaknesses? Holy stuff? Sunlight I am assuming? Are you going to give it a personality at all? Does it have thoughts? Telepathic?
I'm sure Hank would LOVE to hunt this thing. @Remipa Awesome
If every time the Magna Pater rises, it eventually gets put down, how is it that it comes to rise again? Why is it so difficult to kill? Where did it come from? What are it's origins? So far, we only know humanoids that can become "vampires." How do other vampires react to it? Does it have a cult following? Certainly older vampires would know about it and have documented history on it. I'm pretty sure they would have tried to wipe it out.
Tell me more about how it could become a part of the main plot or a part of the story in general. What are it's weaknesses? Holy stuff? Sunlight I am assuming? Are you going to give it a personality at all? Does it have thoughts? Telepathic?
I'm sure Hank would LOVE to hunt this thing. @Remipa Awesome
@Remipa Awesome@Rednighthunter Where you at?
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