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    .:Stronger, Faster, And Hungrier.:


    My name is Ellie Patterson. I was born in 1758... I had an older brother named Trevor, he was very protective of me, until I became what I am... I also had a best friend named Margret, she said she was a normal 18 year-old just like I was, but she wasn't. In fact Margret was 503 years old. She was tired of being alone, so she turned me by feeding me her blood and then breaking my neck... Legend says that if you die with vampire blood in your system, you become one... It's true.
    I am a vampire.


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    December 4, 2013


    I run through the thick forest of my hometown. I shake leaves from their trees as I race by as quick as lightning. It is the year 2013, and I am now 255 years old. My friend Margret, the one who turned me, is no longer alive. She went on a killing spree 104 years after I was turned. She had forced me to stake her through the heart, it was a horrible experience. I still repent the day of her passing, but I never forget her. I stop running, for I have reached my destination. What lies in front of me is a small tombstone that reads-


    "Here Lies Margret."
    "A Friend that Will Be Remembered Until the End."


    I'm holding a small bouquet of flowers, and I shakily lower them to rest on the weathered dirt that covers Margret's body. I sigh and think of everything we went through. The way she had forced me to feed on my own brother to complete my transition. I had hated her, but after he died, she comforted me. Fighting back the tears, I think, I have new friends, And yes, I turned them. I am older then them and Stronger, I also have more self-control then all of them, for they all drink human blood, from the vein. While I on the other hand, only drink animal blood. Its a foul taste I had to choke down for months before I stopped throwing it back up. I stop and listen for any type of forest creature I could feed off of, cause, I'm starving.



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    [OOC: So, This thread is about Ellie and her new friends. No one knows that they are vampires. Everyone in town believes that they are just young 18 year-old that are out of High School. All of her friends live in Ellie's house that is located on the edge of the woods.]


    Rules for the Vamps
    A.) They can drink from Human veins, Blood bags, and animals. (Ellie is the only one that can stand to drink from an animal thought)
    B.) The older you are, the Stronger and Faster you are.
    C.) You don't 'Sparkle' in the sunlight, you burn and start on fire. Luckily, you were turned by Ellie, and she has a friend who's a witch. This witch can make daylight rings, necklaces, ear rings, ect. Those pieces of Jewelry allow you to walk in the daylight and be unharmed.
    D.) The vampires have a weakness called 'Vervain.' Vervain is a plant that can be made into a liquid. It burns to the touch and weakens all vampires that touch it. When you are first turned, Ellie makes drink it, a lot, making you build up a tolerance against it.
    E.) You must be invited into houses that have living people in them.
    F.) You Do appear in Mirrors
    G.) At the sight or scent of blood, the whites of your eyes turn red and the veins that lead up to your eyes stand out.
    H.) Vampires heal quickly
    I.) We are faster and stronger then anything else.
    J.) Vampires can't reproduce.


    Rules for Role Player
    A.) Post picture of
    -Character
    -Pendent (Daylight jewelry)
    B.) Say age of character
    (Can not be older then 200)
    C.) Be involved
    D.) PM me with Good Plot Ideas!!!!
    E.) NO ONE LINERS!!! SEMI ADVANCED!!!
    [GUYS ARE ALSO WELCOME]

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    "My name is Michaels, I'm about 170 something, last time I checked, but, it's sort of hard to keep track for me.
    When I first met Grace, I wasn't too sure about her and her past. I could tell she was older, so I was sort of interested with where she's been. I've only been able to put bits and pieces together about her past with her brother, and some friend she's mentioned once or twice. Other then that, I've forgotten most things. I apologize for being forgetful, that's one of my cons, despite my age. You'd think I've solved it by now."


    December 2013


    I wipe the remaining liquid from my face. The rancid animal blood slowly slivers down my throat, making me gag with disgust. I rise up from my crouch and take my time to smooth out the wrinkles in my black sweater dress. I then turn around and make my way back to my house on the edge of the woods, leaving the corpse of the dead mammal behind me. My feet tentivally step through the woodland, trying not to distrub other creatures that dwell in this environment. My boots connect with the dry leaves and they crack instantly. I look around, hazel eyes scanning my surroundings, then I continue on my way.


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    My name is Cody, I've been a vampire for almost eight years now and I was turned at 18. Being one of the younger vampires out there I get a bit well....out of hand. Because of this I'm constantly working to be as strong and controlled as my friend Ellie. I find the new rules I have to follow as a vampire a bit scary sometimes, not that I say anything about it, and I usually look to my friends for help. In return I'm loyal to the heart and will sacrifice myself for them any day.


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    December 2013


    I emerge from the woods as I reach the house within a matter of minutes. My gaze flickers around, assuring myself that no one has seen my quick exit of the deepest region of the forest. I begin to walk to the front door in a normal pace, the heels of my boots making the slightest 'clicking' as the tap against the hard ground. I make my way to the mahogany door and grab the handle, gently pushing it open. I sigh as I march into my home and shut the door behind me. No one seemed to be in the entry way of the house, so they must be in the parlor our in their rooms. I run a pale hand through my brunette hair, combing out a few tangled knots. I continue my way through the home until the parlor is in sight.


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    Ooc: No problem
    Ic: I was already awake in My room when I heard the door open and Grace walk in. I could already tell it was Grace by the way she was walking, and her faint scent. I simply slid off my white mattress covered only halfway with my blue blanket, and started for the door only a few feet away. I automatically had nearly silent steps, and it helped I was barefoot. I opened the door and peered down the hall. Exiting, the room, I silently closed the door, and approached the stairs. I slid down them like usual, and began silently stalking Grace to the parlor.

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    December 2013


    I continue my way to the parlor, unaware of Michael following me. I walk down the two steps that lead you to the parlor. My fingers graze the surface of a light brown sofa table; a tall bottle of bourbon whiskey sits on top of it. I quickly grab the bottle and pour myself a quick drink (it helps with the blood cravings). I take a swig out of the glass before setting down the original bottle of bourbon in its place. I walk around the couch and plop down onto the velvet cushion. My bright blue pendent bounces against my bosom from my quick movements. I cross my legs in an elegant fashion then drink the rest of the whiskey in my glass.


    [OOC; My charrie's name is Ellie, not Grace ;)]

    Ooc: Oh, yes, of course, I knew that. :P
    Ic: I was surprised she hadn't heard me yet, but I managed to get in and behind the couch she was sitting on without being noticed. Now I was crouched behind it, a smile on my face. I knew I would get her today, and add a point to my side of the chart. I slowly stood up and began reaching with one hand to the back of her neck. He slowly brushed his fingertip along the back of her neck in an attempt to make her jump.

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    December 2013


    I freeze. I can feel a light brushing on the back of my neck, and I know I'm not imaging it. I haven't been as a aware of my surrondings as I should be lately. I set down my empty glass on one of the cushions and use my vamp speed to quickly jump around the couch. Without processing that it was Michael, I grab him in a head lock, cutting of his air and ready to snap his neck. I finally realize it was him and unwrap my arm from his throat. I groan and aim to push him to the ground.
    "Don't do that!" I growl at him, "I would of killed you if I realized it was you a second later!"


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    When I hit the ground, all I could do was laugh,"I'm not sure whether I should add a point for me or you", I coughed between a few chuckles then took a few deep breaths. Slowly I stood up,"You're up kind of early. What were you up to?" I leaned slightly onto the couch, a smile on my face.

    [size=36pt]Ellie Patterson[/size]



    December 2013


    "Hunting." I reply blankly. I turn around and grab my empty glass and refill it. I take a sip and look back at him. I swirl the whiskey in my glass while trying my best to avoid eye contact. I can feel the bunny blood I choked down earlier pushing its way up my throat as I swallow it down once more.


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    "I don't see how you can manage to even consider swallowing that sutff." I spoke as I walked into the parlor where I had heard Ellie and Micheal talking. The mere thought of being able to drink animal's blood without getting sick was a fascinating concept to me, and as far as I knew Ellie was the only one able to do it, which only made it more interesting to me.

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    December 2013


    My head snaps in Cody's direction, glad I could perhaps change the subject of my eating habits, but that didn't happen. I sigh and feel the swishing of the whiskey in my stomach. I clear my throat before continuing my conversation.
    "Well, it takes practice." I say before setting my glass down on the counter, "Now if you'll excuse me..."
    I make my way toward the door of the parlor, my brunette hair swaying with every step.


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    I kept quiet, not wanting to pry at subjects that upset her. When she left the room I sighed and stretched,"Speaking of stars, I kind of wanted to for a run later. If either of you aren't busy, maybe you would like to come with."

    "Is Ellie okay?" I asked softly my eyes following my friend as she exited the room, not quite realizing Michaels was talking as I thought about what might be bothering her. Was something bothering her, or was she just having an off day?

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    December 2013


    "A run sounds wonderful." I call back to the parlor in my normal tone. I reach out to the staircase railing and glide my hand across it as I climb the stairs with effortless grace. Even my light steps cause the house to creak with age. Oh how I hate that noise. A shiver ran up and down my spine as I finally got to the second floor. I walk swiftly to the third door on the left side of the hall and open it quickly. I step inside and shut the wooden door behind me. I lean against the frame, the cool wood felt great against my skin. I flutter my eyes shut and take a deep breath of familiar air.
    "My room." I think calmly, "No distractions."


    I slowly open my eyes and walk toward my desk that was piled with books. I sat down on an old Victorian chair and reach for one of the multiple books that lay on the mahogany desk. I examine the cover and read the title quietly.
    "The Mortal Instruments, City of Bones..." I chuckle. It is amazing what kind of entertainment these people are fascinated with. They imagine this world full of fantasy and magic... if only they knew most of it was real. I sigh and skip open to the first page.


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    "My name is Olivia Travers and I'm actually 20 years old. I was turned two years ago, when I was 18. Lets just say, I'm a party animal, emphasis on the animal part. I love what I've become, I embrace it. I mean, I've got friends that will stay with me forever. Now, onto my personality. I'm known to be energetic, though rude at times. I hate those people that squash my hopes for the future. I mean, we need dreams if we're going to live forever, or at least until we die. Oh, and I am quite irresponsible and believable. I mean, Ellie actually believed I lost my pendant five times when I was actually getting different options for me to wear. I mean, it gets boring just wearing a necklace or bracelet. I need to look stylish."


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    "Hey there. My name is Ronnie Meadows Mercer, though a few people decide to call me either Ron or Ronald, which I don't really get. Oh well. Some things about me is that I'm about 170 years, give or take a couple years. I know, I'm old. I'm currently trying to train myself to drink animal blood like Ellie, but that stuff is foul. I much prefer taking a little blood from multiple 'donors' then killing one person. Now, off the blood subject, because it's making me a little lightheaded, a big thing about me is that I LOVE cats. I mean, most of my stuff is based off of cats. Cat hats, cat pillows, cat posters. My room is my own personal heaven that I won't be able to reach even if I died. I have two cats, two siamese cats, that I raised their great-great-great grandparents. I love the two dearly, just as I did all my other cats, and hope that they can live their lives out in peace."