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    OOC;; Private After First Post, charrie bio/pic, semi-advanced
    Plot;; Myrr is being followed by this guy. He's pretty hot, if only he wasn't such a creep! She tries to avoid him, but he won't leave. Myrr ends up figuring out his secret, the hot stalker is actually a vampire. He panics and kidnapps her. Unsure of what to do, he tries to explain things to her and it gets worse, or better, from there


    IC;; She could feel him watching, again. Myrr bit her pierced lip, trying to ignore the feeling of eyes on her. Why couldn't this guy just piss off? It wasn't even cute, just pervertedly creepy. She jumped up as the last bell rang, hurrying to leave the room before the guy. Myrr got to her locker, shoving everything in and grabbing her purse. Once Myrr was outside, she noticed two figures standing in the shadows. One was bent over the others neck, pulling away slowly and letting the body fall to the ground. Myrr let out a strangled gasp once she realized who the figure was, her eyes glued to the blood covered fangs of her stalker

    [img width=510 height=382]http://i1.trekearth.com/photos/101373/img02.jpg[/img]


    ~Carter~


    OOC: Hello, is there any specific information you don't have about my character?


    IC: he watched her intently, not really caring if she saw him or not. As long as she did not know who he was... God d@mn she was hot. His shadow of a figure made him look a whole lot bigger than he was, though he was pretty strong. He wares to figure out where she would be on what days, so he coyly plan out when and where they would meet for the first time, and he would be certain to get this girl to like him. Carter knew this was pitiful, but he could never keep his girlfriends. He needed to plan it out so she only him at his best.

    OOC;; No, you covered everything
    IC;; Myrr stumbled back, trying to make some sort of sound, "Y-You!" She cried out and fell backwards, shuffling away from him


    ~Carter~


    OOC:


    IC: he froze. she recognizes him?! oh no. oh no, no, no. what should he do?! thinking fast, he decided his best option was to kidnap her. that was the only possible way to keep himself a secret, even though there was still a chance, it was the most likely to work, he thought. before she would run further, he got up followed her, as he always did. he let her have just enough room so silhouette was all you saw, and then kept up with her, whether she was running or walking, always staying the same distance back.
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    She stared up at Carter, her heart pounding deafeningly in her ears, "Go away, d-don't touch me!" Myrr cried out, trying to get away from him without scraping her already bloodied palms


    ~Carter~


    [color=gray][font=times new roman]OOC: sorry, i keep misunderstanding you...


    IC: he he kept walking up to her, quicker now, he could not let her get away, but he had to make this as casual as he could. she flee the country and tell the whole world, and surely vampires would go extinct. And more importantly, he would not get his girl. once he was close enough, he grabbed her by her wrist, pulling her up, claws retracted, but ready reveal themselves and pierce into her wrist if he needed to. he pulled her in front of him, holding her still with terrifying strength, "i wont hurt you if you dont struggle." he whispered in her ear. he had to hunch over a lot to do this, but no matter. he was taller than usual, she was shorter than unsual.

    Myrr tried to squirm away from him, pushing against his chest and glancing around for any other students, "Stop it! You're hurting me!" She cried out, continuing to squirm


    ~characters name here~


    OOC: TEXTHERE


    IC: he sighed softly, and shook his head, digging his claws into her wrists and hilding her tighter," I'll ask you again, quit struggling, and act normal, and I wint kill you." He warned in a low, scary voice. He was starting to get angry. She had to cooperate! She did not know what would happen if he got caught.

    She cried out in pain tried not to move, biting her lip, "You're hurting me," Myrr whimpered, looking up and sniffling lightly


    ~Carter~


    [color=gray][font=times new roman]OOC: sorry, i keep misunderstanding you...


    IC: "act normal." He growled in her ear, shoving her along hurriedly.

    Myrr stumbled lightly but quickly regained her balance, glancing around to see if anyone had noticed the scene
    OOC;; How so?

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    ~Carter~


    [color=gray][font= times new roman]OOC: ok the second time I said that was because I forgot to delete it when I quoted the last post so ignore that. Sorry!:3


    IC: satisfied, he grunted and walked her to his little home, a warm basement of an abandoned building. He pushed her though the back door of the building, then down a long, dark, hot staircase. At the bottom was the slightest little hint of light. Once you reached the bottom, there was on large room. It was hot, damp, and dimly lit. The concrete walls had a ton of graffiti all over them, and there was thin, worn carpet over the concrete floor. It was messy, highly improvised, and well...very Carter. The furniture included a greatly ripped, stained couch, another smaller sort of futon, also obviously old, a broken tv, anthropology tv that looked like it might work, and a stone table in the corner. There was also a door way other than the one they had passed through, and it lead to pitch black. He shut and locked the door behind them. Relaxing noticably, and letting go.

    She glanced around the room nervously, looking up at Carter, "What is this place?"


    ~Carter~


    [color=gray][font=times new roman]OOC: "none-ya" is slang for "none of your business" FYI. Not a common phrase, so...


    IC: "none-ya." He muttered. He had a thick accent, but you could not tell where from. New Jersey, or New York maybe? He did not really want her to know that he lived there, not that he could hide that from her well. He sighed, and popped his back, neck, and knuckles. Pausing, he thought about what to do. He should not scare her. He knew that. She might try to run if he did that, and she also would never fall in love with him if she was scared of him. He paced a little," sit." D@mn, that was a little harsh,"sorry, just, ya know, stressed." He paused for a long while, thinking deeply, before glancing up at her. she was f•cking hot. "Are you ok?"

    Myrr sat down quietly, keeping her eyes on the floor, "I'm fine," She lied, holding the wrist he had gripped so tightly. Myrr tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, glancing up at Carter Why does he have to be so creepy, if he wasn't he'd be really cute... Just stay calm, the sound if pumping blood might not be the best. Oh, sh*t! What if he's reading my thoughts, sh*t....


    ~Carter~


    [color=gray][font=times new roman]OOC: TEXTHERE


    IC: IC: luckily for her, he was a vampire, not physic. He kind of wished he was though at the moment. What was she thinking? She was looking at him...never mind. Focus on priorities. He sat down on front of her," hey, name's Carter... guess you're terrified of me..." He knew he could never get her to like him now... He had been too much of a creep.

    She looked up as he sat near her, still trying to hide the marks he left on her wrist and shrugging lightly, "Not at the moment, you're not too terrible right now." Myrr muttered, examining his face for a moment


    ~Carter~


    [color=gray][font=times new roman]OOC: TEXTHERE


    IC: he sighed softly again, "good to know. but look, you cant tell anyone who i am, got it? 'you do, i might just have to really hurt you."

    Myrr bit her lip, looking back down at the floor, "I won't tell anyone, I swear."


    ~Carter~


    [color=gray][font=times new roman]OOC: what now? time skip, i guess


    IC: he noded, "good. you can sleep over there." he pointed to the beat up couch next to him, "i sleep here." he gestured to the futon he was sitting on.