vampire/werewolf rpg...anyone interested?

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.
 
OOC Notes

Might have to give a few World Of darkness backgrounds for people who dont know much about the rpg

1) vampires are arranged in bloodlines and clans all descending from Caine...there are alot to choose from..can give you more details if you dont know

2) werewolves are born werewolves, they dont get bitten or infected..just at some point go through their First change..they are warriors of the very spirit of the world gaia and arrange themselves in tribes..also can give you details

3) demons dont really show up very often, and if you've seen one, its killed you...they dont like witnesses..there is no such thing as a weak demon..but they are exceptionally rare

3) mages belong to different orders... hermetic is an example so far...the young witch maybe a verbena who just hasnt caught on yet
 
Well, I spoke with my girlfriend who told me that I am not allowed to play Salem (something about him being way too powerful and you probably wouldn't allow him anyway).

She is currently working on a story though where one of the characters is loosely based on me. His name is Killian and he is an abomination. He was a werewolf that was bitten by a vampire. Still powerful but not like Salem. I will get the specific details on that character and send them up soon.

Onyx.
 
Leon chanted. His voice now rising, now fading, he spoke the sweet, high tongue of Enoch, virtually unknown outside the Order, first developed by the infamous Doctor Dee, astrologer to Queen Elizabeth and Hermetic. It was said to be the language of angels.

He walked the circumference of the circle, dropping a trail of white power and iron shavings until he had circled it three times. Drawn indelibly into the plush carpet with a charcoal marker, the thick-lined black circle had to be renewed every few days.

Leon Talbot employed a very discreet class of house-cleaner indeed.

'The wards are up. You can speak without worrying about any of those annoying little scying spells', he said, self-consciously sardonic, turning to his unexpected guest, lounging in one of the deep armchairs by the wall.

(OOC: anyone who wants to can take it away from here)
 
An abomination???

Is still way too powerful as far as i'm concerned. besides being a bubasti I'll probably try to kill you the minute you step into my club.
Considering fire , sunlight and silver can mess you up, and i can hopscotch anywhere umbrally in my den realm..you might not want to come into osiris

IIC

I lounged by the reflecting pool, stroking my largest cat's Mustafa's mane. Looking into its cool surface, i could see anywhere into the club i wanted to.
Untill now.
She watched in fascination as the mage violated her carpets downstairs, but now he was being just rude.
I took up a small black cell phone, covered in hieroglyphics and spoke into it without having to dial. An umbral phone has its privileges.
" As'san.." i purred " go to the far corner and please ask the distinguished gentleman to clean up the mess he made in my establishment , or he has to leave...."
I softly hung up and looked back into the moonlit reflecting pool, as As'san crossed to the blind spot in my scrying with a mop and bucket.

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As'san was a well built man, proud, strong. he was kin to the Mistress astarte, and even though he lacked her sorcerous prowess and her Selene-granted abilities to change. He knew his 6'5" massively muscled frame was a dterrent of its own.

" I'm afraid sir, you're going to have to clean this up... the management doesnt take well to people leaving messes, sir" the black man spoke with just a hint of an arabic accent.
 
David

*David walks into the club looking around nervously at the people, any of them could be demons,Werewolfs,Monsters,Etc, He takes a seat at one of the tables, David has a assortment of weapons in a Duffle bag just incase. a Handgun carrying silver bullets a few stakes a crossbow all needed to take down anything evil,He looks around watching some guy spreading things over the carpets*"Thats gonna cost him when the manager sees him doing that"*He sighs laying his elbows on the table and supports his head with his hands gazing off into the people boredly*
 
Bells rang lightly in the back of Astarte's temple.

I take a deep breath and sigh out "...silver"

I wave my hand across the surface of the scrying pool. A young man has wandered into my establishment with a duffel bag.
I look closer at the bag. Lumbs, long and tapered...hmm..stakes. I sniff umbrally from where i am...gun oil..and of course the silver which set off my wards in the first place.

i quickly re=call As'san and several other member of my employ.

"..... remove that gentleman at the far table...he's very well armed..be careful...."

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As'san drops the mop and bucket at talbots feet and strides quickly over towards david. he motions and several other man seem to melt out of the growing crowd and move towards him in a semi circle around David.

" I'm afraid the management has asked you to leave...you can either go nicely...or head first"

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Isis watched intently.

goddamn hunters, she would have to deal with this one permanently at some point. hopefully he was just some deluded fool who thought he saw monsters in every corner.
 
David

"ahhh,shit"*he mutters seeing himself surrounded he slowly reaches in the duffel bag holding his hand in there*"Look all i want is a drink and to have some fun ok now get off my back"*the sound of a gun cocking is heard from a bag*"I Dont want any trouble"
 
As david reaches into his bag, the now 7 men reach into their jackets.

The click on his gun is matched by the 7 clicks on theirs.

As'san looks calmly down at David as he sits at the table.

" The Osiris club has a policy of not allowing anyone into our establishment if they are armed..we would ask you to leave or we will have to defend ourselves...I will also ask again before i am forced to contact the police"

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isis looked into the scrying pool at the unfolding scene.

How much of a fool is this man? these were trained men he was facing. he must be new. Only newbies, fools or maniacs acted the way he did.
 
David

*Hearing the other weapons being cocked he slowly puts the gun on safe and takes his hand out of the bag*"Fine fine but im not leaving until i get to drink"
 
As'san nods.

" I understand your concerns sir...but if you wish to stay..we would ask you at the very least hand over your weapons to the managment for safekeeping... we believe our clientel carrying instruments of desruction is always bad for public relations"

As'san is quite calm and very polite through all of this.

The other gentleman relax their hands and begin to seperate.

" Your bag..sir"

As'san gestures with his hand, extending it to take the duffel bag if given to him.


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i sis smiled and nuzzled into Mustafas neck at the scrying pool edge.

As'san was always her favourite.

But she knew she would have to keep a closer eye on this hunter.
 
David

*David slowly picks up the bag and slowly hands it to him trying not to rattle the things inside*"I Suggest if you dont want to get your self blown up to be carefull with the bags"*he says handing the bag to him*"Thats not a threat i have a few explosives in there"
 
As'san gives a friendly grin

" i understand sir...I will have someone bring you a complimentary drink for your troubles shortly"

With that, As'san gently takes the bag and wanders of towards the back of the club.

Almost as if on cue, a waitress steps up to David with a small green drink on a tray. The waitress is adressed in the motiff of Osiris, in pseodo-egyptian regalia.

" Absinthe..compliments of Lady Astarte", she says setting the drink before David them going back to work among the tables


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isis wondered if he would take the drink, might be something too strong for youngman such as he.
Then again wasn't she herself technically young phyiscally. her body was that of a 24 year old woman; but through various alchemies , magicks, and the blood of Kindred she had sent to hell she was in fact closer to 100.

As'san's Kin-fetch alerted isis that he was near the entrance to her den-realm. Scrying she also saw that to be true and thus opened the door briefly for him to enter.

As'san strode across the temple to where isis longed in pillows and one of her pnathers.

" the kid was armed to the teeth" he said setting down the bag.

Expending some minor energy isis used the gift Jam technology to render the explosives and guns useless while she examinde the contents of the bag.


" ...he certainly was..." she whispered
 
David

*David took the drink and took a sip, he wasnt much of a drinker he nearly choked to death on the drink, he sets the drink down after coughing*"Tastes like they put 100 Tequila worms in it"*he says coughing, he then picks up the drink and counts to 3 hoping he will even be able to drink it all he takes a sip and turns it upside down swallowing it all he then puts the cup down and looks around then falls backwards with the chair unconcios from drinking too fast*
 
Stakes for vampires.... silver bullets for us shapechangers...Fortunately i was in my breed form so the silver did nothing to me. I simply placed them in a pile, he wasnt getting those back.
crossbows for...Crossbows????

I smiled. this hunter watched too much TV, hitting a vampire in the heart with a crossbow only worked in roughly a one in one hundred chance. And unlike TV, a vampire with a stake in his heart was only incapacitated, no falling to dust.

the crossbow was the key, this hunter was very new. And therefore gullible, therefore could be used against evil instead of for it.

Explosives??/ What kind of nut was this.

The umbral phone rang again.

" ...yes...'

" The gentleman drinking the absinthe just tried to pull a Hemmingway"


Isis glanced into her scrying pool concentrating on the hunter...ahh there...

She smiled. poor boy.

" Take him into one of the comfort rooms in the back..let him relax it off"
 
David

*David sits up slowly in the room he was brought into he looks around*"What the hell happened???"*he says to himself thinking nobodys in the rooM*
 
The room is opulent, and you can still hear the club. You are resting on a divan with a cool pack of ice sitting on a tray next to you as well as a glass of water. The room is spacious and dim lit.
 
David

*David sits at the side of the bed rubbing his forehead he heas aheadache from the Drink*"Geez what do they put into that stuff"
 
" its absinthe..." a soft voice whispers from the corner of the room

Isis steps out from seeming nowhere, a slow seductive smile on her face. her long balck hair braided to her shoulders. Adorned in egyptian headress. her cool green eyes seem to pierce through your heart.

her movements are sensous, graceful, calculated like a cats. her voice never rises above a whisper.

' Some say its poisonus, others say its hallucineganic, either way its not for the faint of heart....."


isis stops 5 feet from David and looks him casually over.

" Welcome to my club, i trust we wont have anymore unpleasentness...."
 
David

"Huh, Whos there"*he sees isis step out from the corner*"Who are you?"*He can barely see from the drink getting to him he slowly shakes his head and rubs his eyes finnaly being able to see he looks her over*"So you own this place???"
 
" yes, i do own this place...that is what I inferred when i said my establishment"

Isis takes a few graceful steps away almost as if she we were a prowling cat.

" Who i am is unimportant..who you are..and your predilection for bringing an armoury into my business ..is important...."

Isis looks over her shoulder at David and sniffs at the air

OOC: using a gift called Sense the Unnatural to see if you have any magical qualities or are just a human plain and simple
 
David

*David is really only just a normal human but was trained not to act like a human*"So whats your name?"*he says wondering what the name of the pretty lady was*
 
Isis sensed nothing from the young man peculiar.

A regular hunter. probably saw a werewolf and crinos form and is now dedicated to ridding the world of the "demons" he saw. The Delirium did have its drawbacks, those with a strong enough will would rember something truthful...usually it only made them crazed killers like this one most likely.

" names have power young one....and since I'm the one not notifying the police as to why you were carrying C4 in a duffel bag, I'll ask the questions....."

Isis never loses a beat and walks cooly across the room, se presses a button on a hieroglyph and the wall slides up revealing the club beneath them through one way glass.

" Why did you come armed into my establishment...." she whispers still.
 
David

*he looks towards the club*"A few people told me if i ever come here to expect to be attacked.... so i brought a little protection"*he says watching the people dance*"So how long you owned this place?"
 
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