SilverBullet
Really Experienced
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- Jul 19, 2002
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OOC: Whenever this real thread starts I'll cut and paste it over where it should fit in.
Type: Vampire
Name: Tristan
IC:
Tristan sits down in a empty booth and checks his watch; four minutes to sunset. The sky had already turned bright orange as the sun was fading. This would mean a new day for the other half of the world, but now this part of the world belonged to him. He looks up at the waitress standing impatientlyand orders the usual: bloody mary. He actually hates the taste of the damn things but he thinks it fits the part. Actually there is only one liquid that he enjoys to drink. After downing about half of the sour drink he realizes it is time. Darkness has begun to take over.
Type: Vampire
Name: Tristan
IC:
Tristan sits down in a empty booth and checks his watch; four minutes to sunset. The sky had already turned bright orange as the sun was fading. This would mean a new day for the other half of the world, but now this part of the world belonged to him. He looks up at the waitress standing impatientlyand orders the usual: bloody mary. He actually hates the taste of the damn things but he thinks it fits the part. Actually there is only one liquid that he enjoys to drink. After downing about half of the sour drink he realizes it is time. Darkness has begun to take over.