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30 March 2007, 08:58 PM   #1
Joined: 13 Mar 2007
Posts: 325
Last edited by LadyDa, 9 April 2007
((okay...this is pretty much stolen from my first Vamire RP...wich sadly died so i'm
resurecting it! all credit is going to fransezca05))

It is New York City, 2044. The city is still bustling with people during the day, but
during the night, humans know better than to go out at night unless they want to wake up
dead... Literally. If a human goes out at night, RARELY do they come back as a human... or
come back at all. The city is pretty much run by Vampires at night. There are Lycans and
other breeds, but they exist in surrounding cities, only wandering into New York City when
lost, or on business.
~If you are a human, you must be careful when going out at night, and if a vampire or
other creature catches you, you are in their hands. 
~ If you are a vampire or other creature, you CAN NOT bite, kill, or turn someone unless
they give you permission. 
~ No killing of others unless given permission. 


Character name: 
Occupation (optional): 
Bio or anything else:
"But I don't WANT to be a shinigami/detergent!"

30 March 2007, 09:03 PM   #2
Joined: 13 Mar 2007
Posts: 325
Character name: Winifred Fogg (goes by Wendy or Fred) 
Race: Vampire 
Age: 380 
Occupation (optional): ... 
Appearance: ((Because pictures are for sissies)) Although she has walked the earth for
close to 400 years, she appears to be in her late teens-early twenties. She is of medium
height and weighs about 108 lbs. Her unusually large eyes are brown with flecks of gold.
Her hair [which falls just below her shoulders] is a peculiar shade of blonde that looks
almost silver. 
Location: New York City 
Bio or anything else: Winifred has always hated being a vampire, and refrains from killing
whenever possible.
"But I don't WANT to be a shinigami/detergent!"

31 March 2007, 01:45 AM   #3
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Last edited by RaverAlchemist, 31 March 2007
Profile! :D

Username: Umm.. Me.. Obviously.. So.. Raveralchemist? o_o
Character name: Ian Harviet 
Race: Vampire
Age: 390
Occupation (optional): N/a
Appearance: ((...Um... I'll provide a picture, but give a description of everything else
;-; I'm a sissy... )) 

In terms of clothing, he normally wears anything leather. Ian has a tattoo of a pentagram
on his lower back.
Location: New York CITY! :D
Bio or anything else: Ian is very picky about what kind of blood he drinks. He prefers the
blood of virgin females or the blood of virgin males, but mostly virgin female blood. Ian
has been known to attack his own kind, and enjoys killing, maiming, etc, etc. He normally
hangs out at clubs, where he gets his prey.

7 April 2007, 07:36 PM   #4
Joined: 13 Mar 2007
Posts: 325
Let the Totally Cliché Vampire RP Begin!
"But I don't WANT to be a shinigami/detergent!"

7 April 2007, 09:56 PM   #5
Joined: 13 Mar 2007
Posts: 325
Last edited by LadyDa, 7 April 2007
Winifred opened her eyes. It took a minute for her to remember where she was. a rat
scampered across the floor of her small, basement apartment. she had meticulously covered
what few windows there were with newspapers to block out the light. What had woken her?
Was it the upstairs tenants? Their near-constant fighting had woken her up on more than
one occasion...but, no, They were unusually quiet today, she could only barely make out
the sound of their television. She sighed, she realized what had woken her. She was
hungry. She got up, reluctantly, and picked up the small pocket-watch that lay on the
table next to her bed. It was 7:30. She picked up her shoe, as if to put it on, and then
threw it across the room. She walked over to the stunned rat. "Hmm, i guess you're
breakfast" she said to herself as he began to devour her meal. She didn't particularly
like rat's blood, it tasted oily and sour, it would have to do until she could steal some
blood from one of the local hospitals, if she couldn't do that she could always get some
pigs blood, but she didn't know of any Butcher's shops that were open after dark. Of
course there were such places- they were called blood bars, some very brave and
enterprising human would open up one of these places in one of the more vampire-infested
neighborhoods, in exchange they got to live, but she wasn't in one of those neighborhoods,
and besides, she didn't like other vampires all that much. She sighed, throwing out the
rat's corpse as one would throw out a candy wrapper. She was still hungry after such a
small meal, but it was enough to keep her from turning into a full blown monster, at least
for now. She quietly dressed; boot-cut jeans and a scoop-necked black tee-shirt; and then,
after a moment of hesitation, laboriously pulled on the black leather jacket before
pulling open the door to go outside. She didn't bother locking the door behind her, nobody
was out at this time of night anyway, and even if they were, she didn't have anything of
value anyway. She hugged herself tightly as a chilly autumn wind blew, taking bits of
trash and dead leaves with it. Leaning up against the rough brick of the apartment
building she pulled the nearly empty pack of cigarettes and the disposable Bic lighter
from the pocket of the leather jacket. She pulled a cigarette out of the more than
slightly crushed red and white cardboard container, making a mental note that there were
only two left, yet another thing she needed to buy. Where the hell was she gonna get all
this money? It wasn't like she could get a job. And she couldn't collect welfare or
unemployment, all the government had for her was a stake through the heart. As she lit her
cigarette she thought to herself, 'I really ougghta quit these things.' She must have had
told herself that hundreds of times, since she had started, in the 1950s, and she never
stopped once, ever even tried. It gave her something to do, something to crave, other than
human blood. She had closed her eyes, deep in thought, and hadn't noticed. 
((aah! longest post evar!))
"But I don't WANT to be a shinigami/detergent!"

9 April 2007, 02:48 AM   #6
Guest Poster
((O_O... Wow. By the by, I'm comin' to you live from Japan XD So... That's why I've been
gone for a while XP ))

 "So I busted in the place and killed all the whores, not before havin' some fun first,
and I was kinda worried I'd gotten a disease, but luckily, the bitches were clean. Great
Brothel, that was." Said Ian as he spoke with his friend Zachary. Nighttime was their
daytime, and they were enjoying their 'daytime' with a nice fun walk down the sidewalk.
"...You really need to quit being such a glutton and save some blood for the rest of us."
"Hey, attack another vampire. Jeez, you whine like a little bitch.." Ian mumbled, closing
his golden eyes as they continued walking at a leisurely pace down the sidewalk. Zachary
rolled his opal eyes. "Everybody whines like a bitch when it comes to you." He pointed
out, smoothing out his purple dress shirt and black pants. "By the by, why do you dress in
leather all the time?" Zachary asked, glancing at his friend. Ian shrugged. "Cause. I like
leather." He then looked down at his leather pants, black tennis shoes, and leather, skin
tight belly shirt. It zipped down, though he was sorta cold that night, so he left it
zipped up. "You're going to catch a virus, walking around in the cold like that." Ian
puffed out his cheeks. "What are you, my mom?"
 Idiot hour was interrupted as a girl came wandering up to the two boys. She was dressed
in a mini skirt and clogs, and her hair gracefully fell over her shoulders and spilled
onto her pink halter top. The woman, a hooker most likely, smirked devilishly and leaned
in close to the two boys. "Looking for any fun tonight?" At this, Ian and Zachary
exchanged glances. "Nah, you look like a two-cent hooker. We go for the hot ones. But.. I
am a bit hungry tonight..." Ian mused, his eyes glinting. The woman seemed confused, and
Zachary sighed. "She's all yours, Ian..." At this, Ian pumped a fist into the air, then
pounced at the woman, knocking her to the ground. He pinned her arms above her head, and
bit deeply into her jugular. At first, the woman screamed bloody murder, but the scream
slowly became a moan of pleasure. Yeah, biting could be pleasurable. After her blood was
drained, Ian stood up from the ground, brushing himself off and wiping his mouth. "You
aren't going to sire her?" Zachary asked, looking at Ian and then the woman.
 "Nah, she's already dead, and I don't sire. Siring is a sign of mercy. And mercy is
whimsy." Ian pointed out, yawning and stepping over the dead prostitute. Zachary sighed at
his friend's view point, and also stepped over the woman. "I'm going to head home. I have
some blood packets in the fridge and I don't feel like killing tonight." Ian scoffed.
"Pussy." Zachary glared. "Watch it, Ian.." And with that, he vanished. Ian mimicked his
friend in a pitchy girl voice. "'Watch it Ian. I'm the big tough guy Zachary.' Bleh." And
with that, Ian continued on his way.

9 April 2007, 09:28 PM   #7
Joined: 13 Mar 2007
Posts: 325
Winifred was hungry. No, not just hungry anymore. Starving. She clenched her eyes shut,
as if trying to rid herself of her hunger by will alone. The sound of footsteps. Heavy, a
man's. A Human? 
She sniffed the air, tentatively. If she smelled a human close by she didn't know if she
could keep herself from turning into the monster that she really was. A sort of sweet
musk- That was what humans smelled like, unmistakable. She couldn't pick up anything; Not
a human. But what? What she smelled was undescribable- a sweet smell, but with a metalic
edge;  A vampire, and a powerful one at that- More powerful than herself, at least. Who
could it be? There weren't many vampires left that were older than herself, at least, not
that walked the streets. When you got that old, you had minions to do most of the work for
them. Enh, well, she'd see soon enough.
"But I don't WANT to be a shinigami/detergent!"

9 April 2007, 09:36 PM   #8
Guest Poster
((..Ian really does need to get minions... *evil chuckle* TO THE WHORE HOUSE! ))

 Ian continued mocking Zachary despite the fact he wasn't there anymore, when he picked up
the scent of something. "Well, I am still sorta hungry from that hooker... She didn't
quench my thirst." He licked his lips, and smirked mentally to himself. Vampire or not,
they were gonna be his snack.
 After a few more steps, he was standing a yard from the scent he'd picked up. A woman.
She was a vampire, obviously. He chuckled and walked in a circle around her. "Hello there,
dearest. female vampires and humans alike shouldn't be out alone, considering they're in
danger if they are..." He gave her a fanged smile, and, suddenly, appeared behind
Winifred. "Tell me, dearest fallen angel of the night, what is your name?" Ian asked,
wrapping his arms around her waist, a devilish smirk on his face.

9 April 2007, 09:47 PM   #9
Joined: 13 Mar 2007
Posts: 325
Winifred looked at the other vampire sternly, disengaging his arms from her waist. "I
would suggest that you discontinue your advances, as I'm far from interested. Besides, I'm
not alone, far from it." She hated other vampires, their overt sexulity sickened her. She
knew however, that if a fight ensued, she wouldn't even stand a chance, She was weakened
by hunger, and this vampire had obviously just fed.
"But I don't WANT to be a shinigami/detergent!"

9 April 2007, 10:03 PM   #10
Guest Poster
Ian frowned. Hm. She wasn't at all like the other females. He then grinned upon noticing
she was hungry. "Would you like to feed?" He asked her, holding out his wrist. "Believe it
or not, blood from a vampire is just as good, if not better, as blood from humans. Come
on, I can tell you're hungry..." Ian then turned around, shrugging. "Fine then. Go drink
blood from a rat or something." He said, glancing back at her. "Not like I care."

9 April 2007, 10:20 PM   #11
Joined: 13 Mar 2007
Posts: 325
Damn but she was hungry. Winifred abandoned all sense of propriety. "Give me that," She
said roughly, Grabbing the stranger's wrist. She bit him, automaticly realeasing her inner
beast. When she was feeding, she was Feline in nature, her pupils lengthening into slits.
She groweld as she lapped up the sweet nectar. 
When she had had her fill, she realeased him, regaining what was left of her humanity and
wiping the excess blood from her lips. She eyed the figure, He wore Leather- balck. He was
handsome too, but she probably would never let herself admit tht she thought that. He
reeked of sex. She wrinkled her nose.
"But I don't WANT to be a shinigami/detergent!"

9 April 2007, 11:35 PM   #12
Guest Poster
Ian was in shock. Wow. That had been quite... Animal-like. Not even he was like that.
Wait, he did that a lot. Never mind that. Ian smirked, pulling back his wrist and applying
pressure to the bite wound to make it stop bleeding. "You're welcome, dear." He said,
reaching into his pocket and pulling out a carton of cigarettes, popping one in his mouth
before lighting it. "When I feed, my eyes turn crimson and that's about it. They don't
turn into freakish slits." Ian joked, poking Winifred in the forehead. 
 "But, I digress." He scratched the back of his head, before, turning around again. "well,
I'll be off then." He decided not to make the girl his prey tonight. He needed somebody
submissive. Ian pulled out his phone, and began to dial Zachary's number as he walked away
from the girl.

9 April 2007, 11:51 PM   #13
Joined: 13 Mar 2007
Posts: 325
"I'm an old Breed, sired by one of the first," she called out after him, "Name's
Winifred, by the way."
"But I don't WANT to be a shinigami/detergent!"

9 April 2007, 11:55 PM   #14
Guest Poster
Figuring the girl wanted to make conversation, Ian turned around, hands in pockets, and
looked her over lazily. "You don't really look like a vampire now that I think about it.
You look like..." No, he wouldn't think of her. ((Le gasp! Past info!)) "Eh, never mind.
I'm Ian. I'm older than you, y'know.. I can tell how old you are from your blood scent.
I'm actually a relative to Dracula. Erm.. Somebody.. Who was.. Related.. To.. Whatever.
I'm related to Dracula's third cousin or something like that." He shrugged. "It doesn't

10 April 2007, 12:07 AM    #15
Joined: 13 Mar 2007
Posts: 325
"Never sired anyone myself, That's how I stay looking so human."
Damn, Something in his blood made her giddy, talkative. She couldn't explain it. It was
nice having someone to talk to though, She'd been left alone with her own thoughts for so
long, Val hardly ever visited her anymore. He had other children and she guessed she had
always been somewhat of a dissappointment, a black sheep, if you will. 
She laughed, lightly. "If I had a kitten for every vampire that said they were either
related to or sired by 'The Count' I wouldn't need to be sucking on strangers' wrists."
"But I don't WANT to be a shinigami/detergent!"

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