Our Goddess

[CrimsonDoll]

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Tokyo, Japan 2011. The cities is filled with millions of people and when one goes missing the only ones that seem to care are the family members. But it began as one and now the count is 15. Some are found dead thrown into the streets like trash and the others remain missing with out a single trace of them left behind.

The police are left clueless, they all seemed to disappear at night but the place they are snatched are random places around the city. Night clubs, bars, restaurants, parks...they can't seem to find a patter and not a single clue is ever left behind. The ones they find dead the only marks they can find on their bodies are two puncture marks on their necks and their drained of all their blood. The joke is that vampires are killing them but no one ever believes that such a thing could really exist and they dismiss it as a bad dream.

Some where on the darker side of the city that bad dream sits in his large home, surrounded by his own kind and the women? Their only food for his kind and if one is brought in that he likes he keeps it to himself. To the city he is one of riches men that pours money into several corporations that keep the city alive so no one would suspect the savor of the city to be the one responsible but there a few people out there that do.

Just like there are vampires there are those out there that hunt them. There are those out there born to fight against this evil, the catholic church finds them, trains them and places them around the world to destroy it. Setsuko Rei is one of them but she is different, she holds more talent then any of the others and the church knew from when they first found her they knew she was different. There has been talk that her power could either bring an end to the vampire race or triple their numbers. The church holds a prophecy that one day a girl just like her with enormous amount of potential will come to either save the world or destroy it because known to anyone she is the reincarnation of the vampire's goddess. It is said that the goddess can be identified by a single mark above of right hip of that of a crescent moon birth mark. Only a fourth of her power is at her disposal but once his is changed she will be awaken into the destroyer or saver of this world.

((occ: Filled by TheGrind))

 

[CrimsonDoll]

This is where you come in...

I am looking for a male partner to play the role of the leader of the vampire clan leader in Tokyo, Japan.


What i expect for you...

1) Someone that can make regular post
2) Semi-lit to lit posts that are at least 3-6 paragraphs
3) Well developed posts that respond properly to my own and whats going on around them
4) Someone that doesn't mind and loves to play more then one character no matter the sex ranging from temporary to more permanent characters
5) Someone who can add to the plot and suggest things to add or come up with interesting plot twists
6) Someone that can play multiple character types

Special notes...

1) The vampire clan leader character is open for you to develop from his looks down to his personality
2) I don't require character profiles because i believe that gets rid of the mystery of the character as one gets to know the other
3) A warning my writing style can get a bit poetic as well as gruesome so be prepared for it and if you don't understand something its ok to ask. There is no censorship on my role playing. lulz <3
4) I love any and all input you may have in the role play because as my partner it is your role play as well. You should have some say.
5) I love personal conversations and questions so don't be scared i don't bite...hard. Just send me a personal message instead of posting it in the role play.
6) Please let me know if you will be leaving for any long period of time and i will do the same. As well as if you no longer wish to role play please let me know instead of just disappearing...i hate that.

Interested?...

1) Please send me a private message with a link to a current role play your involved in so i can see your role playing style.
2) Please don't post in this form i wish it to only be for role playing and nothing more

 

[TheGrind]

Divine Wind. It was more than something eastern movies referenced, it was his birthday. Not his first day as a human but his first day as an immortal. Kenji, a name he tore from the pages of history after the first Mongol Invasion had been repelled, had survived centuries alone. Integrating himself among the isolated communities and the warring factions remained a pointless endeavor for him. In turn, much like Japanese society at the time, he focused inward. The rest of the world may have been occurring but it failed to matter. The center of the universe began and ended with him.

The centuries passed with excruciating slowness. The arrival of the Dutch was personally welcomed by him but still, he remained an outcast. It wasn’t until the Japanese world began to truly open after the visit from the Americans by Commodore Perry that Kenji first began toying with the thought of returning to society. It had taken centuries and he still wasn’t comfortable in his skin and yet, he could no longer remember the feeling of the human skin he had once worn. His soul had been ripped to shreds between not knowing and unable to understand. There was no one there to tell him who he was and that he wasn’t alone.

Time passed. He perfected his skills with a sword even while the Samurai were being cut down by rifles. World War I ended and Japan found itself unsatisfied but Kenji secured a rifle, teaching himself how to train his eyes. During the intervening years, before the war with the Chinese began little more than fifteen years later, he began making an effort to reintegrate himself into society. He managed to steal an identity over the course of a meal and a fine blood bath. Coincidentally, the immediate family of his victim had managed to disappear as well, all their belongings falling into the lap of their sole inheritor, Kenji. Ten years passed and he pushed himself into becoming an industrious man, taking advantage of the industrial incentives the government provided for its private citizens. Over the course of those ten years not only had he managed to steal an identity over the course of a meal and a fine blood bath but he was able to build a respectable name behind it.

The war expanded business growth and he was able to add more real estate along with new vampire companions which he’d add over the ensuing decades. The end of World War II had hampered his efforts a little and the ‘60's were unkind but the ensuing decades worked well enough for him to continue expansion, becoming a power player in the region. Not even the 1990's could slow him down. His train was set on the tracks and the iron wheels were rolling.

Kenji felt confident in this time to become a public figure, in the late 1990's. Until that moment there were no photographs, just maneuvering with paper. It was an incredible thing. Hansel and Gretel could’ve laid a paper trail all the way to the witch’s home without ever leaving their front yard. One only had to find the errors of humans and he had an army of vampiric lawyers to do that for him.

However, a change came. A Divine Wind of sorts washed over him and he exposed himself, his face to the world while behind closed curtains people went missing. While he made public investments and shook hands with politicians during the day, during the night, clubs, scenes, anywhere where there were people was where he was found. Generally the poor were targeted but what ruled was beauty. This was important to him, a fact reflected by the types of people he turned. All were beautiful, attractive. And so were his victims.

His home was like any other afforded by his status. But his chamber remained a dark place where one was virtually forced to give into devious fantasy and sadistic desire.

 

[CrimsonDoll]

Setsuko Rei, her existence didn't come into being like the rest of the humans on this earth because her conception was a violent one. Her mother was a young student going to a local average university in Tokyo, the streets at that time where more dangerous because vampires roamed free taking and feeding on whatever they desired with out belonging to a clan. On her way home she cut through a dark alley way where she was greeted by blood starved vampire, the poor girl didn't have a chance as he drained her to the point where she was too weak to move and only then did he begin to rape her. Normally a vampire's seed was dead and could never produce a child but this was the one and only time there was an exception to that.

The vampire race held a myth that one day out of a dark violent act their goddess was be reborn into that of a human and she only need to be awaken to take her rightful place leading the race into dominating the world. In that moment as the vampire emptied his dead seed into the school girl their goddess was created and the only thing identifying her to the world was a small crescent moon shaped birthmark above her right hip but then a vampire would have to get close enough to seeing it. Because the one saving that school girl that night was a vampire hunter, a human with great power chosen by the church to rid the world of the evil on the earth. The church took the girl in but by the time they got her to the hospital she had slipped her into a coma, she was strapped to machines the moment they found out she was with child to keep her alive until the day it was born.

When that faithful day came the girl woke from her coma screaming in pain, the birth was a messy bloody one and it left only one of them alive, the child. Setsuko, she was named and she was unlike any other Japaneses baby. The girl was born with red hair and her eyes where as blue as the sky. The church took the girl in believing that they could do something for the child and as she grew she began to display great power. They began to train her once she was of age into that of a killing machine but they worried what it would do to her because ever since she was a child she held such a cold hearted nature. She killed as if they where nothing while the other hunters felt some remorse, she carried out her orders with out question and never would give up until her target was dead.

As Setsuko grew into a woman the church feared her power, they knew of the vampire's myth of their goddess one day returning to them but the church also held a prophecy that one day a girl would be born with great power and one day she would be the savor or the one to bring destruction to the world. They believed that if she was the girl they could turn their myth against them and turn her into the savor of the human race.

Setsuko or Setku as others called her for short knew that the church talked of her as well as some of the other hunters but only though it was because of her ruthlessness and nothing more. They had given her another target, it was the leader of the coven in Tokyo and they didn't know who he or she was but they did know the leader held strong political connections in the city. This wasn't as easy as her cutting down some wild vampire but finding her way into the vampire's food chain and finding the nest.

Setku walked the streets in the dark dressed in a simple pair of jeans, a form fitting graphic t-shirt and her hair braided into pig tails. She was jail bait for the vampires, the pattern that the vampires seemed to follow when snatching girls off the streets where that they were some times young but mostly very attractive and Setku had one hell of a body. She was the average height of any japanese woman but her body was tone, strong and had all the right curves as well as a large rack for a japanese woman. She may of looked cute and defenseless but underneath her clothing where hidden a couple daggers just encase. She never seemed to have problems attracting vampires, there was something about her maybe it was her strength but what she didn't know was it was her very blood. Because of what she was her blood was much more intoxicating to vampires then any other human's blood, it was sweeter and her very blood held power within it giving anyone that drank it a temporary increase in strength.

She huffed softly as she stopped in the middle of a busy sidewalk, Setku didn't know where to start first because the girls had been taken from such random places. Bars, night clubs, movie theaters, restaurants and there was no pattern to lend her a hand. She decided on heading into a night club flashing the man at the door her id and walking into the noise room they called a club. She watched for a moment at those around her danced on the floor and she decided to head to the bar taking a seat on a bar stool to order a drink. She slipped the bartender a healthy tip and lifted the drink to her lips to enjoy the cool liquid.

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[TheGrind]

Kenji had finished his days worth of meetings, handshaking and deal-making, and breaking, when he was riding home. It was faster with a bicycle here in Tokyo but it was far less comfortable, especially during the torrential downpours. What was more, he didn’t even have to drive. While the world was going down the economic drain, Kenji felt immortal. Not only because he was but because nothing had yet crossed him that he couldn’t handle with relative ease. As the night grew he felt the drive grow, bloodlust craving desires. It was an irresistible mesh that seemed to grow with every passing day that he wasn’t caught. The bribes and the easy steals solidified his status as Tokyo’s creature of the night.

At home he knew he had to go out. The rest of the clan could take care of things, could’ve even abducted whomever he wanted but the rush laid in taking down ones own prey. Followed by the consumption afterwards. With a final look into the mirror, Kenji signed off on the dotted line, leaving the apartment as though he’d just stepped out of GQ magazine. He didn’t have to go far for the car he’d left behind. Again he stepped into his seat, telling the driver to head down to the clubs. As the drove Kenji knew he didn’t have to look. There was more than enough in his wallet to drunken any girl in the bar, even befriend her friends so they wouldn’t argue when he had to pluck her away from them. Money brought anything one wanted and the fools who argued were just that.

When the driver stopped, Kenji stepped out ensuring he’d give the driver a call when he was needed again. Looking up toward the flashing neon he was standing under, this was as good a place as any. Nightclubs were his personal preference second only to bars. There were other places, places where one could find an innocent girl, one that might even be pure but those could be difficult to come by. The looser lot hung where they could loosen their tongues, among other things.

Approaching the man near the entrance Kenji flashed an I.D. and a number of bills. Heading inside the club he felt the reverberations of the beat on the floor as his eyes crossed the floor. The people dance, close. It’d be a while until he called the driver. There were so many possibilities, so many to play with. Kenji left behind the entrance, walking toward the counter near a bartender. Ordering something strong he slid the money across the counter, telling the girl behind it to keep the difference while he took the drink. In one pull he took all its contents down, letting it burn its way down his throat and into his stomach.

 

[CrimsonDoll]

Setku's attention was on her drink the moment her heart skipped a beat and her blood began to pump faster through her body. It was one trick she naturally had that warned her a vampire was nearby, it was almost like an adrenaline rush putting every nerve on edge and making her mind sharp. The feeling was always confusing to her because she felt both sick and excited when one of those twisted creatures was around her like she had been waiting for them for another reason besides killing them.

She sighed softly as her eyes moved along the bar and it was then that her eyes met him. He walked to the bar to order a drink like her but he downed his in one go, she lifted her own to her lips as she watched him as he watched the dance floor and she knew by his gaze he was hunting for a meal. She tipped her glass back down the rest of her glass, her hands moved her the pigtails in her hair and she pulled them out letting her red hair free. Setku slipped down from the chair and began to walk around the bar towards him but she acted as if she was going to walk right by him. She didn't understand what it was about her that attracted vampires to her but the moment they usually got a look of her they followed her like lost puppies.

The moment she came up besides him she turned her head as if looking for someone and her eyes locked into his for a few moments. A soft smile moved across her lips before a another girl came up to her and pulled her along into the dance floor. Setku was pleased because that couldn't of worked out better if she had planned it, the girl that grabbed was someone she had met at the club several times because she spent some much time here hunting for her targets and the two of them had become some what friends slash someone to dance with to attract guys.

The two of them began to move to the music that played over the speakers but she made sure she stayed on the outside so her target could watch her move her body to the beat. Hair moved back and forth freely with arms stretched up to the ceiling as the beat throbbed. For a bit she let the music take her letting her hips move side to side as she moved with the other girl but soon the song ended and it turned into something a bit slower. Her friend laughed softly taking Setku by the hand and the two of them slow danced together as they caught up a bit from the last time they saw each other.