Post by majininuyasha on Sept 4, 2005 1:47:59 GMT -5
In this rpg, the setting is in a dark city. A city filled with humans. But there are two other societys of people, the vampires and lycans. For over 1000 years, they have been at war. But 700 years ago, a diffrent breed was born. A vampiress and a lycan (Or werewolf in other words) gave birth to a child. Half lycan, Half vampire, but stronger than both species and weaknesses of neither. He was called Kane Moonblood
Because the tribes feard him, they set out to kill him. He watched his parents die by the two tribes at the age of twelve and since then hunted the vampire and lycan scum down. Now, cut to the present. The tribes have settled in a dark and lonely city, Kane has hunted them for the past 700 years and is more than ready for war.
Now let us cut to the chase. You get to choose whether your on the blood tribe (Vampires) or the moon tribe (Lycans). Your mission, hunt down the other tribe while at the same time, try to kill me, Kane Moonblood. If I kill you (Via, UV light rounds or silver nitrade rounds, sword or daggers.) you out of the rpg. Kill me and then it is down to the part where you and the other tribe fight.
I shall start:
I was born in 1305 off the coast of Ireland. My Mother was a vampire, and my Father a werewolf. But ever since their death, I have walked this road of immortality, killing both vampires and werewolves ever since. I am a hybrid and my name is Kane Moonblood.
A cold quiet night looms over the city. People walk the streets below going about their way whether it be business, marriges, funeral, or...dare I say it? War.. For those who are in this war are not like the people down in the streets, these people have been in this war for 1000 years, the never ending bloodshed has now been set here in this city.
CRASH! Two people go flying out of a window. Both running and fireing their guns at each other. One, a pale skinned creature with combed back black hair. The other, a well built creature with no hair and a tan. As they both fired, both took cover in seperate areas.
The pale faced one turn around and hissed at the other guy. When he hissed, pearly white fangs could be seen. Indicateing he was a vampire. The other did not noticed. For the sound of clothes shreading could be heard behind the wall. When he came out, he was no longer human. He stood on two gigantic dog paws and covered in fur. He was now a werewolf.
The two attacked but before they could do anything, both of their blood hit the ground. A second later, they did too. Their heads rolling away from their bodies.
A figure walked slowly past their heads with a bloody sword in his right hand. He looked down at them and then placed a cigarrette in his mouth and lit it. He was a handsome looking human but with blood red eyes.
You creature get easier every night. he said, pouring gasolene on their bodies and walking away to the edge of the building he was on. He took the cigarrette in his hand and threw it at their bodies. Leaping into the air, the dead bodies caught ablaze.
The young man fell until he gently landed on a motorcycle below. A harley davidson. He soon reved up the engine as it came to life and drove away. As he did, a woman on a rooftop took his picture and said Damn you Kane Moonblood...
Because the tribes feard him, they set out to kill him. He watched his parents die by the two tribes at the age of twelve and since then hunted the vampire and lycan scum down. Now, cut to the present. The tribes have settled in a dark and lonely city, Kane has hunted them for the past 700 years and is more than ready for war.
Now let us cut to the chase. You get to choose whether your on the blood tribe (Vampires) or the moon tribe (Lycans). Your mission, hunt down the other tribe while at the same time, try to kill me, Kane Moonblood. If I kill you (Via, UV light rounds or silver nitrade rounds, sword or daggers.) you out of the rpg. Kill me and then it is down to the part where you and the other tribe fight.
I shall start:
I was born in 1305 off the coast of Ireland. My Mother was a vampire, and my Father a werewolf. But ever since their death, I have walked this road of immortality, killing both vampires and werewolves ever since. I am a hybrid and my name is Kane Moonblood.
A cold quiet night looms over the city. People walk the streets below going about their way whether it be business, marriges, funeral, or...dare I say it? War.. For those who are in this war are not like the people down in the streets, these people have been in this war for 1000 years, the never ending bloodshed has now been set here in this city.
CRASH! Two people go flying out of a window. Both running and fireing their guns at each other. One, a pale skinned creature with combed back black hair. The other, a well built creature with no hair and a tan. As they both fired, both took cover in seperate areas.
The pale faced one turn around and hissed at the other guy. When he hissed, pearly white fangs could be seen. Indicateing he was a vampire. The other did not noticed. For the sound of clothes shreading could be heard behind the wall. When he came out, he was no longer human. He stood on two gigantic dog paws and covered in fur. He was now a werewolf.
The two attacked but before they could do anything, both of their blood hit the ground. A second later, they did too. Their heads rolling away from their bodies.
A figure walked slowly past their heads with a bloody sword in his right hand. He looked down at them and then placed a cigarrette in his mouth and lit it. He was a handsome looking human but with blood red eyes.
You creature get easier every night. he said, pouring gasolene on their bodies and walking away to the edge of the building he was on. He took the cigarrette in his hand and threw it at their bodies. Leaping into the air, the dead bodies caught ablaze.
The young man fell until he gently landed on a motorcycle below. A harley davidson. He soon reved up the engine as it came to life and drove away. As he did, a woman on a rooftop took his picture and said Damn you Kane Moonblood...
