Lost city.( vampire, lycan etc roleplay,Open to all)

[Bastionessex]

Bill took cover, and readied himself for the first to come. Jacks big sword seemed to shine with power deep inside it.

"No, never really fought Blood Suckers before. But when it comes to evil things, I tend to be pretty damn lucky." He took this time to dig in his black travel bag. Using the calm before to storm to focus on pulling blue taped clips from it's depths. "So, your names Morereg, right? Just what the heck are you my man?" He pulled one baby jar from his bag, and placed it next it just to the left of the steps. He placed another on the right. "I've seen a lot of funky things, but never seen anything quite like you." (Under his breath, still humming his song. ) He pulled a red box from his bag and smiled. "This is a wind, should suck up evil thing. Might be able to help suck 'em close to the Portal."

He took a long look at the portal, and could see the tortured sprits in side. His eyes did another quick change, and he could feel himself being pulled toward the evil thing. The walls began to move, arms, legs, heads, and other body parts moving from it, and inside it at the same time. He close his eyes hard... {Can't lose it now man, not when some bad shit is going to come down.} He stood in front of the Portal, his eyes shut tight. The moment passed, and his mind cleared.

"So, just where is it you want me." His voice, before, a bit more confident, now sounded just a little more weak.

 

[Anise Lecroix]

Anise stands in silence.Red painted lips curling upwards to form into a smile then a soft hiss spills past slightly parted lips as the act of Fangs are revealed somewhat. The soft expression held in the yellow orbs fades to take on a another expression.One that tells of desire to fight. To harm those that she feels rapidly aproaching.The answer to her call one sin that Anise hold in utter contempt. The fact that others have come to try to take a life with the temptation of gaining power. Softly hissing " And thus it begins." A soft chuckle spills from Anise as she motions to outstretch her arms as if in greeting to the first that apear.

Knowing the strongest most cunning will arrive first. As if on cue the image of an older fledgling slowly begins to form directly behind her. Not making any attempt to turn as the Vampire suddenly lunges towards Anise. The writhing shadows make a leap as if they had desired to latch onto the vampire. The etheral black substance flowing around the males body stops the vamp dead in his tracks. A scream of anger is issued from the vampire before Anise pivots to face her oppenent. Raising her right arm as her index finger extends towards the vampire. Softly mumuring to the vamp. " Foolish whelp...did you honestly think i would be so charitable ? You shall have something but it is not be your desires! "

The vamp screams in deffiance as his form is suddenly hoisted up off the floor via the shadows that now begin to glow a golden yellowish hue. Anise's own aura mixing with the shadows lending substance to them. Bound tightly as the vamp glares towards Anise. Taking a few steps towards the vamp before her right hand extends in a lightening thrust to wrap her fingers around his forhead. The vamp screams as the pain begins at the simple fact that Anise is slowly reading his thoughts even as he fights to keep her out.

Anise using her powers to read all the vamp has done and even moreso what his knowledge is as to the vampires and others within the city. Trustung enough to get a leg up on the others should somehting bad be planed or coming.

 

[a69adept]

"No, never really fought Blood Suckers before. But when it comes to evil things, I tend to be pretty damn lucky." He took this time to dig in his black travel bag. Using the calm before to storm to focus on pulling blue taped clips from it's depths. "So, your names Morereg, right? Just what the heck are you my man?" He pulled one baby jar from his bag, and placed it next it just to the left of the steps. He placed another on the right. "I've seen a lot of funky things, but never seen anything quite like you." (Under his breath, still humming his song. ) He pulled a red box from his bag and smiled. "This is a wind, should suck up evil thing. Might be able to help suck 'em close to the Portal."

"So, just where is it you want me." His voice, before, a bit more confident, now sounded just a little more weak.

"Yes my Names is Morereg. It stands for Blackthorn in the elven. The reason that you have not seen my kind is because I am elven. You might know us as fairies or the Seelie. There are a lot of worlds that we have touched. Some times we stay for a while and become meshed in the world other times we barely brush the world. Our mark as a race on a world varies. There are many worlds where we no longer go. I think that in some ways we keep trying to find our way back to fairy. But we instead try and find fairy in the worlds that we visit. “

Morereg looks around at the Jack and then at Anise Both well prepared for the fight ahead.

“Well Bill lets see about fixing that armor of your and giving you a little bit more to protect you against out night time friends. First diamond dust two and one half carets should do.”

Morereg starts casting the spell and sprinkles the diamond dust on Bill. As the dust hit his clothing a white glow starts up until it covers his entire body. And then seems to fade into nothing.

“That should keep you from harm from fifteen hits. And fifteen hits only. You will not take any harm. Next a protection spell for you. “

Morereg starts with a few symbols in the air around Bill and then he draws glowing power symbols into Bills Jacket and into his hands and flesh

“Now those protection symbols will protect you from being harmed by the vampires. They cannot touch you or anything you own. However if you attack them they will be free to attack you. You will still have some lingering protection from them. It will make you harder to attack. But that is all. They main we do is stand in the doorway and let them through one at a time. And IF that goes bad stay close and we will get out of here.”

Morereg winks at Bill in kind of a conspirators way.. Knowing that the vampire and the werecat could take care of them selves. But the human could have a problem.

“Always remember to have an escape route. You never want to get trapped. Better to run away from a bad fight and come back later better prepared. Than to die in that fight.”


Morereg reaches into his bag and pulls out a mithril silver crescent moon with emeralds in the center and leaves carved into the curves of the crescents on a golden chain. He puts this around Bills neck and makes sure that it displays itself for anyone to see.

“That is a Holy Symbol of Corellon Larethian my God. It has been blessed on hollow ground on the most holy of days. If you present that to the vampire and you truly trust Corellon Larethian will destroy the vampires forever more. If your belief is not true then the vampire will merely veer away. And by the way werecreatures cannot abide the touch of mithril silver it burns them by its very touch.”

Morereg smiles at Bill and then walk over to his chair. And grabs the back

“Shrink chair I command it so.”

And the chair shrinks again to the size of a small dolls chair that he puts away in his bag. And then starts to cast several protection spells on himself. Thinking to himself..

They have started this too earl. I would let the vampires wait until the blood lust is great. Until there cunning is gone and they are just feral creatures walking into the trap. I do not think that Jack is ready and I know that Bill is not ready. He is not even prepared with neck armor or the ability to escape if things go bad here. The same for Jack. He could get trapped here and be unable to save himself. The vampire I am not worried about because there kind always fight to see who is the alpha vampire. The vampires will either die or submit to her rule. Or she will be killed and a new alpha will emerge.

He walks up to the top of the stairs only to feel A creature coalescing in the shadows near Anise. He starts to shout a warning only to see the ethereal black substance of shadow tentacles. A small smile forms on his face.. I have that spell! And that vampire is going to be in trouble.

Morereg finishes going to the top and can here the vampire scream in pain as Anise probes the vampires mind. He just looks forward thinking about how this battle is going to go.

“ So let me know when you want the ward to drop!”

 

[Bastionessex]

Bill can feel his body glow, as the Elf throws dust onto him. "This is diamond dust hu? Good for a few hits." (Softly, still humming his song under his breath) "Thanks a lot Morereg... Really, I owe you one." As the Elf slides a charm around his neck, he can almost feel the blood roar in his ears. The light around each of the party seems to grow brighter, and Bill feels something he hasn't felt in a long time... It eased, the curse, it eased just a little bit there. No more then a moment, and it is back, just as strong as it ever was. But there is a smile on his face, and at this point... Bill is willing to believe that this Corellon Larethian could do just about any thing.

"They main we do is stand in the doorway and let them through one at a time. And IF that goes bad stay close and we will get out of here.”

"You'll never know how happy I am to hear you say that my man. Just between me and you, I was starting to think I'd have to die for their pissing contest. So, your Seelie hu? I remember a Jamaican voodoo guy, swore by you guys and your powers. Called you the only true Gods there have ever been. But he told me to watch out as well. Some where hell bent on evil, with a kind of self control and purpose that would make my hair fall out and my heart stop. The others, he told me, I could almost always trust. I'm pretty much damned to be here homes, been this way now for so many year I can't remember. What brings a pretty cool guy like you here?"

He moves up the steps with Morereg, and catches his alarmed feeling, turns gun drawn. He sees the pretty Vampire woman, warped in shadows. A slit smile comes over Morereg's face and he moves on. Guess she's all right. Fuzzy Elf doesn't strike me as the type to let anyone just die. Even if she is a blood sucker. I mean, hell, she's been pretty nice so far? He hears a scream from below... "Has it started, don't I even get a ready, set, go?" "Come Bill, it is almost time.." Morereg says with an understanding look, and a slight smirk on his face. "So, let me know when you want the ward to drop."

"So Morga, when this ward drops... How many do you think will come throw? Do we just blast away, trying to keep it one at a time? Do you know about line of sight, and how to stay out of mine. I'd hate to shoot you when the moment gets hot.." He can see glowing red light just past a part of the yard. It's them, they are starting to go fucking nuts out there. "You sure it's a good idea to left that damn thing?" Morereg nods.. Bill pulls his gun and a jar from his travel bag. Now, as if he doesn't even know he's doing it, he sings. "First cut is the deepest. Baby I know!"

 

[Rufus the Mad]

Jack felt the pressure change as the would be assassin faded into reality nearby. He swiveled his head around, his glittering eyes catching the energies that flowed from the creature, and grinned widely when he saw Anise catch it in her iron grip.

Turning back, he finished his own preparations, digging into the flesh of his forearm and allowing the blood to wash over the hand that held his blade. He wasn't sure why he did this, had no real idea he was doing so until the deed was done, but the effect it caused was evident immediately. His body writhed, and his fur seemed to ripple. His clothing seemed to swell and then split entirely as the first points of what looked like gleaming armor slid from beneath the parted fur. He stood then, the tatters of cloth hanging from the planes and angles of the metal plates that he found himself covered in, and flexed his empty hand. This, so new and still warm with the scent of his blood, was a true power!

Spinning suddenlt, he swung without looking, the blade of his sword cleaving a glowing arc through the air, and through the newly congealing female Vampire that was standing there. She had been facing toward Anise, naturally, and had come in behind her, but the now-armored Lynx had reacted instinctively, and taken her un-life before she could even take a step forward.

"Five!" he yelled up the steps, answering the mages question "Five at a time, and no more."

(ooc: ugh! Horrid post... sorry folks, my brain is a bit dead right now.)

 

[Bastionessex]

:: OOC, That's alright man. Did you read the last two I posted. Not very good at all homes. Work has got my brain fried... Besides, I thought it was pretty damn good myslef, to the point of the matter. Save the flowers for the grave, lets get down to like James Brown yo! Bastion ::

 

[Bastionessex]

"First Cut is the Deepest ... Baby, ... I know.

Bill could almost feel the energy coming from below. As Jack screamed, "Five at a time, no more!" Holly shit, one of these things could kill me five times over. And he wants me to let five down there... God damn my head hurts! Out of the corner of his eye he could see the Doctor, standing next to a pillar. His smile was evil, and knowing. The kind of smile a used car man might give you. What are you looking at shit head, haven't you ever seen anyone getting ready for war before? (In Bills head) "Had I lived to complete my work, you wouldn't need to be here Bloody Bill." "How do you know my fucking name?" Morereg gave Bill a funny look. "We all know your name now. We talk, and we know why you are what you are. And I'd just as soon see you dead, as find out my secrets. You'll die like you've lived Bloody Bill... In a kind of pain you never thought possible." Bills face turned white, then red, as rage over took him.

"We're go'na see just who's fucking dyeing mother fucker! You wait and see my man..." Morereg took hold of Bill by the shoulders. "Now is not the time Bill. If your head is not here, in this game. You will die!" Bill raises his gun, and slides out of Morereg's grip. "I'm going to pull throw this my friend. I've got a way about me when the chips are down. You just make sure you stay all right.." He looks over at the Doctor, still grinning from ear to ear. He closes his eyes tight, trying to clear his mind.. He opens his eyes, and the Doctor is gone. But not far, if I know mother fuckers like him. "Left this fucking ward, and lets get this party started Morga." A slight glow over the yard, not noticed by Bill before, vanishes into the night. As the ungodly sound of something, something evil, something angry, something hungry, comes rushing into Bills ears. As if a battle cry, he sing his song and throws his first Baby Food Jar. "First Cut is the Deepest! Baby I know!"

If I live, I'll go claim Lizs' body, questions be damned. I'll take her to holly ground, and see her put to rest. I'll show her how much I loved her by doing that. How many have I seen die, and just walked away. How many have been John and Jane Doe's? How many good men, and even better women have been put in the meat locker, never to know the peace of the grave. Because of me... He felt the pendent Morga gave him tingle against his chest. We've been at odds since before I was born, you and me. And getting cursed, well, we both know this didn't help our relationship. But I'll do my best to get right with you, the best a sinner like me can. Just let me pull throw this shit.

It was the same talk he always had with the big man. In his mind, each time he was faced with something like this. Covens of cannibal Witches', Mojo men who he thought could help. But only wanted to him for the powers his curse could give. No matter how many times he stepped left, when a sword, bullet, dagger, or spell, would have killed him if he stepped right. His fear was always the same, Real. In the back of his mind he knew her curse would not let him out this easy. He was doomed, damned, to walk the earth a marked man. At times he felt like Cain, rejected by all. Luck, fate, ESP, call it what you liked. Death would be welcome, but he knew it wouldn't come till she was ready. For her, he had not suffered enough. I hope she's laughing, from what ever fucked up love nest she has now. Giggling at this situation...

William "Bloody Bill" McCun, felt fucked between a rock and a hard place. "Baby I know!"

 

[a69adept]

"You'll never know how happy I am to hear you say that my man. Just between me and you, I was starting to think I'd have to die for their pissing contest. So, your Seelie hu? I remember a Jamaican voodoo guy, swore by you guys and your powers. Called you the only true Gods there have ever been. But he told me to watch out as well. Some where hell bent on evil, with a kind of self control and purpose that would make my hair fall out and my heart stop. The others, he told me, I could almost always trust. I'm pretty much damned to be here homes, been this way now for so many year I can't remember. What brings a pretty cool guy like you here?"

"So Morga, when this ward drops... How many do you think will come throw? Do we just blast away, trying to keep it one at a time? Do you know about line of sight, and how to stay out of mine. I'd hate to shoot you when the moment gets hot.." He can see glowing red light just past a part of the yard. It's them, they are starting to go fucking nuts out there. "You sure it's a good idea to left that damn thing?" Morereg nods.. Bill pulls his gun and a jar from his travel bag. Now, as if he doesn't even know he's doing it, he sings. "First cut is the deepest. Baby I know!"

Morereg listens to Bill seeing to sorrow in his eyes and in his voice. The voice of a person who has seen to much hurt and anger. A person who has not had a chance to take the time to morn the dead. His own hurts crushed before the onslaught horrors could grab a hold and tear his soul to ribbons. He needs some time to decompress, but we do not have that time. He looks a Bill for a moment thinking about the time.

“A few vampires came to my forest while I was away. They turned several of my people and killed many, many more. There very touch was destroying the land and the people I has sworn to protect. My own child was turned into a vampire. I spent many weeks fixing my child both mentally and physically. So I started hunting them down. I killed them all and traced there origin here. The last vampire that came from here I saved until the day I came here. I gave it 10 minutes before the sun cam up then I let it die as the morning sun seared the very un-life from his bones. The boned were crushed into powerd and his ashes and powered boned were pored into holy water and fed to an ooze. So that he may never be brought back to life. His soul was consigned to a death angel to be taken striate to the farthest depths of hell to be forever tortured by the most evil devils of hell until the end of time.”

Bill looks at Morereg and at that moment he understands that the elven mage may not truly be sane. But covering up madness with the illusion of sanity. And then just as quickly as it was there it is gone. Seemingly as normal and any other person that he has meet.

“I would think that trying to keep them to one at a time at first. But remember do not attack them or your protection will fail you. But for your gun if you need to use it fear not hitting me. Because I have an enchantment that will not allow such things as that to harm me. However be careful none the less as the bullets may return in your direction and you may slay yourself with your own bullet. But remember you are innocent of this. You are in the wrong place at the wrong time. But always remember that even so you are doing the right thing. Now stay close and if we live through this and have the time. I will see what I can do to lift that curse off of you. Or at lease lessen the worst of it”

He smiles at Bill and walks to the top of the stairs and into the kitchen looking out into the kitchen windows he can see the creatures both were and vampire. None of them look very happy and all look hungry and angry. Looking over at Bill he motions him close.

“I am going to cast a spell that I have not cast in a long time. It is a spell to stir the hornets nest.”

He hands over some sweet elven bread and some elven mead. From the pouch that never seems to have anything in it but yet always has the right things, right at hand.

“Eat and drink this it will help. You will be on the edge of the spell and I do not want you to effected by it. Quickly now finish that up.”

Morereg looked over the crowd forming out side. And waits until Bill finishes the small meal. Inside the kitchen he prepared his magic. A rippling like the heat of a raging fire formed in from of him and all around him. In one hand he held his dragon claw staff bounded with magically hardened iron, in the other one of his silver daggers. His voice chanted in a twisted language never meant to be spoken.
In the rippling of space a picture slowly evolved. It was tiny and hard to see, but the old mansion could be made out, with the hulking shape of the army that surrounded it. The words left the mage’s mouth as wisps of smoke that slowly trailed into the ripples, into the picture, into the hearts and minds of the army. It was a subtle suggestion he first wrapped in that magic, the vague feeling of hunger that they felt, A little hunger, a nagging feeling that they could not put their minds to ignore.
He knew human, like all intelligent species, tend to spend as much time not thinking as possible. They filled there time with meaningless ritual and insignificant problems, so as to build a reality about them that closed out the world at large. That was the key to his spell.
Out side of the barrier they became more and more active as there thoughts filled with foolish dreams; wishes really of power, riches, or glory. Each became involved in his own little world and all the many problems there that kept him safe, and therefore their minds were not sharp, or guarded.
The hunger became more acute, but now it was less in the stomach, now it had become something else. The smoke pored from Morereg’s lips, and it was a storm-gray and there was thunder in it. One by one the lycan and the vampires shifted uncomfortably, feeling a need, a desire they could not place, and some began to look through the windows of the old mansion. And Morereg had them then.
His words became harsh and demanding, no longer cajoling a reaction, but coercing an action. Their eyes turned to the mansion becoming bright and expectant. The Lycan’s licking there lips and toyed with there weapons. None spoke, but it was there. The entire group of lycans and vampires had gone utterly silent. It was terrifying to see. Slowly they seemed to awaken and the night noises changed, filled now with the quiet clank of weapons and the there was a low growl.
Morereg turned there attention to the mansion and he bound them to it. He stole from them their private dreams and magnified them, directing them at the mansion. The desires built in the area like a summer storm, growing stronger and more powerful each moment he contained them. The magic drew there dreams into a tighter and tauter whole, and now he added their fear. Their fear of little things, and of greater things. Those, too, he added into the mighty cauldron of his will, and the tension in the army trebled.
Now he took their hate, that reservoir of emotion that the Lycan and the vampires both seemed to have no end to. He ripped it from them and left them gasping on their knees. It was made of so many things, pride and self-pity, self-consciousness and self-righteousness. There were many things for the mage to work with in the army about the mansion.
The hate was a bleary red force that tightened about magic, constricting it, till Morereg thought the pressure would tear him to shreds. But past that moment and another he held that evil mass. Then he jerked the noose once, and a great crash like an enormous lighting bolt was heard in the land for a hundred miles. He unleashed his magic and as a great wave of impossible strength and power it overwhelmed them, it entered them and it crushed them. They heard “Kill all within. Destroy it! Rape it!” They felt the orders "Attack again and again till all are dead. Let nothing to live, let nothing to survive. This mansion and those within it are all that stands between you and all you can be, should be, were meant to be.."
As one they charged the barrier with no cries or orders, no gunshots or reason. Morereg moved closer to the stair well ready to block the small army of Lycan and vampires who could not see reason. It was the madness of the darkness inside all the black souls of the four enemies. They were one beast and there appetite was insatiable as they attempted to devour the people within the mansion.
Then at that moment he drops the ward and lets them rush in. There body’s and minds full of madness and hunger.
The only thing is the person locked up in the lab below. Morereg has not see or heard from him. And unknowably he has probably doomed him to a horrorable death..

 

[Anise Lecroix]

Anise hears the sound of Moreregs spell being cast then the roaring before the thunder lands with a loud clap that shakes the very foundation of the mansions lower level.The lab shakes then one of the tubes now shaken tilts before crashing down to shatter. Anise's concentration broken as her line of sight draws away from the vampire before her. A sudden move then a shrill cry as his left hand plunges into her stomach. The skelital warrior makes swing severing the vampires arm.

Steping back a few steps before snarling loudly as Anise grasps then jerks out what is left of the vampires arm from her stomach. Glancing up slowly before bared fangs are exposed and Anise instantly fades to reapear behind the vampire. Fingers extend as the shadows merge to her right open hand then form into the image of a large blade. Using her aura once again to give the etheral weapon substance one quick strike is directed towards his neck as Anise seks to simply behead the vampire.

Time for playing now over at feeling things go from normal to worse as the enemies seek to begin filling the mansion. Waiting patiently as her form steps back to the furthest most reaches of the lab. Simply waiting for what comes.

 

[Anise Lecroix]

( Ooc damn....you people's posts rock....lol ^^ i had become clueless as what to post next...Sorry last post was lame...that happens when im awed. lol)

 

[Devilgrl]

Sorry tell me if wrong????

Trisha pulled up in front of what seemed like a beeten mansion. "I'm here send backup if I don't report within 5 hours" drawing her deagle she walked up the steps. Reading a sighn that said lab and an arrow pointing towards it looking down the dark corridor she gulped. What if Amber is here or better yet a worse vampire damn she whimpered.walking slowly she fell to the ground due to the mansion shakeing the glass windows shattered around her and she "F*@K" she shouted as the glass shot everywhere barely missing her. Dusting herself off she started proceeding down the hallway. The sign red lab she peeked under the door she saw a vampire hunched in the corner. Ok please God protect me she thought. Kicking the door open seeing a beutiful vampire standing there "ok hands in the air where I can see them please..." she wasn't able to finish because the vampire had already tackled her she was struggling on the ground....

 

[Anise Lecroix]

Anise watches as the image of a new female reveals herself. Stepping from the back of the room before hissing loudly " Who and why have you come..." Then slowly moving towards Trisha before fading from veiw. Instantly apearing as Anise reaches to allow long slender digits to grasp the vampires hair that had tackled Trisha. Hauling him off before Anise grasps his shoulder with her free hand then giving his hair a tug twists his neck to the point of breaking.

A scream and loud crack sounds off before Anise suddenly drops the Vampires corpse. Then Anise turning her attention back towards Trisha merely smiles softly before her form is suddenly thrown forward. Another vamp suddenly apearing behind her sends his right foot to her back. Sending her form forward before tackling Anise. Letting out a roar of anger at the fact she had let her gaurd down begins to try to fight off the vampire. The feeling of his fangs sinking into the flesh of her neck only a thorn within Anise's side.

Pulling away as the flesh rips from her actions Anise stands then shrieks in anger as the sudden mass of shadows seemingly writhe then as if reacting to her anger explodes sending a wave of throughout the room. The etheral substance mixed with her aura flows around the vampire then simply crushes his form in its tenacle writhing grasp. The death scream sounds off before Anise takes a step towards Trisha then raises her hand before trying to summon strength to wisk the female to safety.

Feeling the bite burning as the feeling of somehting changing within her form causes a shriek of pain before Anise doubles over then lands on her hands and knees. Her form begins to shake violently before Anise screams " Run....Leave me be..Then the room lighting up from the lightening strike causes Anise to shriek in pain as her yellow orbs feel the seering pain from Moreregs spell. Anise being one not to fail uses the last of her strength to send Trisha and the other man that Jack had locked up some time ago outside. Feeling that it is her last move Anise tries to at least save two inocents from the rapidly aproaching death to all within the lab.

Anise cries out in a last attempt " Please do not think badly of me...But only good memories should i fall for good." Then silence ensues as Anise's form falls to the floor out cold. To much had happened for her to get out.

 

[a69adept]

Morereg watches at the first of the vampires and werecreatures come for him and all within the house. There eyes glowing with hate. Morereg hold his ground when the first of them slam into his protections. Onlt the fact that he was braced against the wall stoped him from being thrown down the stairs. But is was a very near thing as he steps slightly away giving the first vampire a chance to head downstairs.

 

[Bastionessex]

Shit gets thick top side..

"Are you fucking nuts Morga!?" Bill screams as he hears his spell, calling for the death of every living thing in the house. He slides next to Morereg, and fly's against the wall. A wave of ungodly things, some looking like wolf's, and other animals, others, as though they were normal people with long K9's. Five slip by Bill, as he regains his balance. Holy shit, wait, I think one of them was human.. That chick, just blew past in the Malay... "Morga, I think we've got another person down there. Some.."

A hand reaches for his throat, and flys away in pain. The smell of old, dried, nasty blood fills Bills nose. "The shit has hit the fan boy's and girls!" A bullet fly's past Bills head, as he stumbles over his own feet. "Theirs to many of them man, I don't think I can keep from fighting back Morereg!"

:: OOC, next move is yours 69, my brother! ::

 

[Rufus the Mad]

Watching the new female appear from the mass of confusion, seeing Anise fall, Jack knew they were losing. He had miscalculated. he had not counted on the frenzy that Moreregs spell would create, had not counted on the power of these first few, slipping past even the strong wards they had erected to keep them out...

There was only one thing left to do... only one way to end this.

Leaping forward, he reached down with his free hand and scooped up a handfull of Anises blood as it wept from the wound on her neck. Again he did this, and yet again, smearing the dark fluid across his body, coating his form in the essence of the ancient. Then, dripping and growling, he stalked up the steps, killing the few vamps that had slipped past without a thought, and soon stood beside the trembling Hunter and the wary mage.

"Open the gate." he said with a gutteral snarl, his form seeming to swell as his emotions ran high "They want her blood, they want death... I will give them both. Close the entry after me, allow nothing through, and should you value the image you have of me, do not watch."

Jack held a secret, one he had felt burning within him since the armor had appeared. His emotions, always a source of strength for his kind, now had the ability to grant him even greater power, thanks to the focusing abilities of the blade. He knew how to fight, had always known it seemed, but this... this was different...

 

[Anise Lecroix]

Anise moves slowly after a few good minutes have passed. Hearing the sound of Jack speak of opening the gate causes her to slowly pulls her hands underneath her form then push upwards. Muscles twitching as if screaming deffiance to her movement brings a loud groan to spill from Anise. Then the image of her form slowly trying to shift. The angered growl spilling past lips before it ends in a loud serpentine hiss. " Not now, Not here...." Then Anise cries out in pain as her true form slowly wins the battle. Trying to reveal itself in a last ditch effort to overpower what ever diseased bite the Vampire had caused. Anise's form now rapidly shifting reveals her tru nature. Her human upper half rises to nine feet above the floor as the thirty plus feet serpentine lower half begins to coil as the very tip of her tail twiches revealing her anger. Lips part to reveal longer curved fangs that allow the clear glistning droplets of poison fall to the floor before Anise allows her form to move towards the steps. Intent upon seizing any in a fit of anger as her form desires to simply crush the enemy within coils of crushing pain. The end slow and most painfull to be felt.Anise call out loudly " I might have been down but im not out by a long shot."

 

[Bastionessex]

Shit was going way to fast for Bill to keep up now. The evil, ugly faces of beast not seen, to his understanding. Since the days before God said let there be fucking light! "What do you mean Jack, you want to go out there and take them on yourself?" About this time he heard a voice that could have been Anises', but what came from the bottom of the basement looked nothing like her. It's snake body, and human upper half sent shocked waves of fear throw Bill. "What the fuck is that!" His gun was on it, when he saw the unmistakable look in it's eyes. She a fucking shape changer too! God Damn, who the fuck are these people! "Someone want to clue me the fuck in?"

A demons face reaches his, without thinking of the rules set forth by Morga's charm. He draws his gun, and blows the snarling Wearbeast face the fuck off. To his surprise, and everyone esles. The creature melts right on the spot. It's blood, turned into an enemy by Liz and Smokey's special bullets. Bill turns to the rest of the group, "Holy shit!" The look on their faces pretty much says the same, as a piece of the animal slides off his pants.

Another wave comes dashing toward the door, as Bill flicks his wrist, and tosses a jar boom. Well, I’m already shit out of luck. Best try and make is work for me. The boom explodes in a wave of bright blue light. A few or knocked down, and one seems to have taken some real damage. But this only give a few seconds... “What are you guys going to do?”

 

[Rufus the Mad]

Without blinking, jack watched the blue fire sweep across the chamber beyond, saw the undead and lycans beyond scatter away from the blinding light, and was smiled his toothy smile. The Hunter was freaking out, just as he had expected he would, but you had to admire the effectiveness of his toys. "You could have been safely locked behind the iron bars of a cell... 'Bill'." he spat out, having neither the time nor patience to answer his wildly screeched questions. "Now you will figure it out on your own, and do it quickly."

"As for what we intend to do..." he growled, sensing the altered form of the ancient Queen approaching behind him "We are going to do what we came here to do. We are going to slaughter them all..." The change that had overtaken Anise was disturbing, however, even to him. She had always held herself in such reserve, such control, and to see that strength crack was not something to be taken lightly... He had been with her for over two hundred years, had watched her deal with traitors, Hunters, and userpers to her power, and had seen her reveal her true nature only once before. Then, she had only hinted at her real strength, had shown the merest hint of her dark secret.. and the strain of it had almost been her undoing. Had he been in less of a threatening situation, Jack would have been truly worried for his long-time friend, but then, were they not in such dire circumstances, she may not have been brought to such an end...

Stiding forward, covering his concern for her, and not waiting for the mage to finish the opening charm, the old Lynx tore into the reforming ranks of his enemies with a feral intensity. His blade became a living thing, seeking the flesh of his foes and taking the vital energies of all that it found. His body grew, driven beyond his normal parameters by his rage, by his anger, and his snarled as his musculature and bone structure seemed to swell and stretch. No longer was he the mere six foot, barrell-dhested cat he had been, now, surrounded by enemies, he felt the power of the magical blade he carried fuse to his soul, add its mystical energies to his own perternatural strength. Here, then, stood a nine-foot behemoth of metal and blood, moving almost faster than the eyes could follow as he lunged first this way, and then that, every twitch of his blade or swipe of his hooked claws finding a new target, and ending the existance of as many as he could.

 

[Anise Lecroix]

Anise following behind Jack allows her long form to slide upwards from the basement then goes on the defensive once again. Calling upon the shadows of the night Anise attacks cutting down many with the shadow tenacles alone. One werewolf that makes it to close finds his form being smothered as a few coils wraps around then begins to squeeze hard.

The roar of its pain rings out as teeth bite at smooth scaly skin that merely heals instantly from its mild attack. Crushing its form inwards till all movement ceases before Anise allows her lower half to uncoil to drop the corpse then turns to attack once more.

 

[Devilgrl]

No

"No" Trisha said "I'm helping you if I want to fine Amber again" why did I just say that hmm maybe I really did fall for her she thought. Pulling out her deagle she started shooting lycans and vampire with the HOLY bullets(ooc:I just felt like I had to do that). NOt having any bullets left in her clip and not wanting to reload she pulled out her silver hunting knife(also blessed). She lept into combat but she was only human her slower reflexes against many enemys led her to start getting tired.
"Watch out" she heard someone crie out before she felt something hit her on the back of the head. Flying across the room into the lady vampire she was apparently allied with the last thing she saw before the dark surrounding her eyes was her face.....ooc:in case u didn't catch on she just got K.Oed she didn't die cause I got a pm message about it so ya...ic:

 

[Bastionessex]

What is this crazy bitch doing? He saw a woman, firing her bullets like a wild thing. They hit, sure, but he didn't understand how. I think her eyes were half fucking closed. She threw her gun to the gourd, in what seemed like disgust. She pulled a blade from somewhere, and went the fuck at them. "She's a fucking psycho Morga!"

He saw her throwen by one of the many evil fucks coming at them now. He moved, not even thinking, in a low, combat stand, towards her. He managed to blow three things away as he moved. Before she crashed into Anise, he slung her around his arm. Using the force to help prop her up on his back. A big ugly faced mother came right at him, he let her fall to the ground. Five bullets in it's chest and it still keep coming. He dug in his bag and came out with a glass of Holy Water. A fucking glass of water, like, as in "Would you like a cup of water sir?" That's never happened before. He tossed it at the beast hearing it scream as though the gates of hell were open. He picked her up, roughly slinging her over his hip, and just missing another ax blow. He pulled another Baby Jar Boom, flicked his writs, and tossed it. The blue light seemed out of place for a second. Heat touched his back, but only heat. As if a warm hand pushing him back inside the door way.

Where are they, where the hell are they? He keep his gun trained on the door way, randomly firing at the ugly, misshapen faces that came close. "First Cut is the Deepest, Baby I know!" The song was helping slow the movements of his enemies, and him self. And as things slowed down more, he found what he was looking for. He kicked one, of the three Jar Booms he had, into the night. Saw it burn blue over the animals heads. They backed, and he put the first hand cuff around her writs. To many fucking heroes here now. And your just getting in the fucking way kid. He put the other on, and felt a hand move him aside. It was Morga, out of the blue. He pulled her right next to his leg, and began doing something. Hope it's a protection thing, like the one I had. He stepped in front of Morga, and began laying down cover fire. A club hit his leg, but he didn't feel it.

"This one is careless Morga, and in the way. You do something for her?" The shit is getting thick, as Bill takes another blow from a club. This fucker is getting on my nerves. Bill turns, and unloads a clip into the things ugly, drooling, teeth filled face. He turns, in one smooth, practiced motion, he slams another one home. "First Cut is the Deepest, Baby I Know!"

 

[Bastionessex]

Who the hell is this? Dying, crying, and bleeding.

What is this crazy bitch doing? He saw a woman, firing her bullets like a wild thing. They hit, sure, but he didn't understand how. I think her eyes were half fucking closed. She threw her gun to the gourd, in what seemed like disgust. She pulled a blade from somewhere, and went the fuck at them. "She's a fucking psycho Morga!"

He saw her throwen by one of the many evil fucks coming at them now. He moved, not even thinking, in a low, combat stand, towards her. He managed to blow three things away as he moved. Before she crashed into Anise, he slung her around his arm. Using the force to help prop her up on his back. A big ugly faced mother came right at him, he let her fall to the ground. Five bullets in it's chest and it still keep coming. He dug in his bag and came out with a glass of Holy Water. A fucking glass of water, like, as in "Would you like a cup of water sir?" That's never happened before. He tossed it at the beast hearing it scream as though the gates of hell were open. He picked her up, roughly slinging her over his hip, and just missing another ax blow. He pulled another Baby Jar Boom, flicked his writs, and tossed it. The blue light seemed out of place for a second. Heat touched his back, but only heat. As if a warm hand pushing him back inside the door way.

Where are they, where the hell are they? He keep his gun trained on the door way, randomly firing at the ugly, misshapen faces that came close. "First Cut is the Deepest, Baby I know!" The song was helping slow the movements of his enemies, and him self. And as things slowed down more, he found what he was looking for. He kicked one, of the three Jar Booms he had, into the night. Saw it burn blue over the animals heads. They backed, and he put the first hand cuff around her writs. To many fucking heroes here now. And your just getting in the fucking way kid. He put the other on, and felt a hand move him aside. It was Morga, out of the blue. He pulled her right next to his leg, and began doing something. Hope it's a protection thing, like the one I had. He stepped in front of Morga, and began laying down cover fire. A club hit his leg, but he didn't feel it.

"This one is careless Morga, and in the way. You do something for her?" The shit is getting thick, as Bill takes another blow from a club. This fucker is getting on my nerves. Bill turns, and unloads a clip into the things ugly, drooling, teeth filled face. He turns, in one smooth, practiced motion, he slams another one home. "First Cut is the Deepest, Baby I Know!"

 

[Bastionessex]

Sorry folks..

:: OOC, Computer and Web site, conspired to make me double post, and look like an ass hole. Sorry folks. ::

 

[Anise Lecroix]

- Laughs - np it happens to the best of us.^^ - Pats and laughs- No need to apologize.

 

[Bastionessex]

:: Still should have known better, given the server time and what not. I'm not a newbie any more. Check it out folks, I'm Experienced! Did I miss my #666? LOL ::