fangs covered in blood ;; RP thread ;; vampires

This is an archived version of FeralFront. While you can surf through all the content that was ever created on FeralFront, no new content can be created.
If you'd like some free FeralFront memorabilia to look back on fondly, see this thread from Dynamo (if this message is still here, we still have memorabilia): https://feralfront.com/thread/2669184-free-feralfront-memorabilia/.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=BORDER COLOR; borderwidth=0px;]
    Adrian Valestra ;; Patrician
    [fancyimage]http://supermansnotdead.files.…/jessespencer8999-021.jpg[/fancyimage]

    Raven glanced briefly at Benjamin them seated herself on the dusty floor. Her clothes were baggy, giving her the illusion of looking frail, though underneath she was well muscled. A fire ant crawled on her finger, giving her a sharp bite before she crushed it, leaving its body for the other ants to find. Standing, Raven surveyed the group. "Are we leaving, or shall I go alone?" She queried, her voice rough and harsh, as if she rarely spoke.


    Adrian crossed his arms, "What the primeval said," He sneered in that insanely annoying way of his. To his satisfaction he saw the low ranker tense up. He was a higher rank because he was better than her, she couldn't hurt him.


    [img width=510 height=318]http://www.picturesnew.com/media/images/odette-annable.jpg[/img]
    Raven Cross ;; Primeval

    [/fancypost]

    "Sure," Krill murmured with a shrug, his voice low so as not to disrupt the others' activities. "Just caught me on a good day, I guess." He grinned, hopefully conveying the message that he was only joking, and flicked his fingers outward. He wasn't too tuned in for now, his mind still set on getting that sense of normality that was writing back again. He strayed off of himself for a moment, deciding inquiries might make the younger one a bit more comfortable. "How long have you been interested in art?"




    The Patrician nodded, but didn't leave immediately, instead remaining by her side. He was taller than she, and so her head was roughly level with his chin as he just stood there. He wasn't close enough to invade, but he also seemed unwilling to leave her side. He could tell that something was upsetting her, though he hadn't a clue what.


    But at Adrian's words, he looked up sharply, eyes that were typically nothing but friendly, soft towards his fellow clanmates were now annoyed, tense. "We will hunt together." He said, voice having a slight edge to it.





    The fourteen year old smiled a bit bashfully, not meeting Krill's eyes, though she answered readily enough.
    "Always. I love to draw, and I write poetry sometimes--just my private thoughts though, it isn't anything good." She paused. "I don't show people but G--well, I don't show anyone usually, but if you let me sketch you you can see it, otherwise I guess that wouldn't be really fair." She looked up at him now, smiling a bit more, cheeks rounded, although she was doing it mostly for his benefit. She knew he was being helpful, and she didn't want him to think she wasn't grateful, though there was really only one person she trusted to be comfortable with anywhere.





    Text here




    I ignored Adrian's comment, considering he was insulting my rank as well. I pulled my hair out of the messy bun and let it carelessly roll down and over my shoulders. I glanced back at Adrian then over at Benjamin. I pursed my lips, my eyes falling to the ground once more. I bit my lip, remaining silent.

    The post was edited 1 time, last by ｅｍｍａ ｓｗａｎ． ().

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=BORDER COLOR; borderwidth=0px;]
    Adrian Valestra ;; Patrician
    [fancyimage]http://supermansnotdead.files.…/jessespencer8999-021.jpg[/fancyimage]

    Adrian snorted under his breath as he crossed his arms. They should listen to him. He deserved it, and they were all merely his pawns. They would know that soon enough, oh yes, they would.


    Raven sighed, massaging her head, "Hm," she murmured to herself, narrowing her dark eyes at Adrian. "Be careful what you say, pretty boy," She purred, a thinly veiled threat in her voice. She could perhaps kill him as far as she was concerned, though with trouble since he was a vampire so he healed quickly. "Or you may find yourself... Hurt."


    Adrian growled, "Are you threatening me, primeval?" He held his hands in fists, ready to punch the defiant primeval. "You're just a girl, anyways." He continued mockingly.


    [img width=510 height=318]http://www.picturesnew.com/media/images/odette-annable.jpg[/img]
    Raven Cross ;; Primeval

    [/fancypost]

    Fair enough. Krill couldn't quite put his finger on this girl's personality. His vocabulary didn't seem to have a general adjective for it, really. Only reason he wondered was to determine whether or not he'd have to actually put effort into overseeing her. "Don't worry. Poetry's not my thing, anyway." It was his thing. "Of course, but I might have trouble sitting still." Faintly he recalled meeting Rembrandt van Rijn, and his poor attempt at modelling for a painting. At the time his race was seen as a bad thing already, but he couldn't even stay put for a while? His reputation must have only gotten worse over the years. A grimace formed on his face just at the thought.




    "Adrian." Benny's voice was calmer, because pride-swallowing was something he could do, and he was, despite what his appearance might tell you, a pacifist. Sort of.


    "Please don't insult Raven. It's pointless, and we're hungry. Let's just go." He sounded as though he were asking, not commanding, and he stepped a bit closer to his fellow Patrician, smiling effaciously. "You smell it too, hm? Something's close."


    (same post but I added to it)
    "Garret--" He paused, looking back. A worried look crossed his face. Vamps. Close. He turned back, smiling slightly. "Nice to meet you, Evan, but...I need to go. Erm--maybe I'll see you later?" He said quickly, beginning to walk backwards the way he'd come. He needed to find Brandy now.
    He didn't wait for an answer from the human, but turned, heading off quickly. It wasn't just Brandy--he really preferred stealth at the moment as far as these vamps were concerned. From what he'd seen they were pretty damn, well, harsh.


    As they walked, the rain splattered onto Brandy's light green jacket, and she tucked her hands under her armpits, sketchbook now clasped against her (tiny) chest. She was walking swiftly, legs moving quickly, just ahead of Krill, so she didn't have to really look friendly. "I won't take long. I like to do it quickly. Just a few lines. Then I might give it detail, but it's actually nice if you move around then. I can see how you work, the way you move.." She gave a tiny shrug. "You are older than the others, aren't you?" She asked. "I mean, much."




    Text here




    I looked over at Benjamin to see him getting aggrivated. I wanted to comfort him, to tell him that Adrian wasn't worth it. But, I decided not to. I gave Adrian a glare and clenched my jaw.

    The post was edited 1 time, last by ｅｍｍａ ｓｗａｎ． ().

    [align=center][font=times new roman][color=black]

    SKYLAR JULIANA LITUME
    I gave derek a cigarette and then turned around. "Let's go." I said as I started walking. But then I heard how rude Adrian was. I walked up to him, blowing smoke from the cigarette into his pretty face. "Look here, you little prick. Learn some respect." I snapped at him. "Just a girl? huh." I said, laughing at him. "I'm a girl and I could beat your ass." I told him as I pushed him a bit. "Now shut your mouth and let's go." I said as I turned aroud and began to walk.



    EVAN TYLER JAISON
    I was confused. "Did I say something wrong? I'm sorry." I said. I started walking home, my head down. (short for him, idk what to say...)

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=BORDER COLOR; borderwidth=0px;]
    Adrian Valestra ;; Patrician
    [fancyimage]http://supermansnotdead.files.…/jessespencer8999-021.jpg[/fancyimage]

    "Whatever," Adrian snorted, crossing his arms as if he were some incredibly entitled man. "Not like you lot of girls can do anything." He emphasized girls directing it at Benjamin's personality. Men should be tough and assert their power. Benjamin was too soft spoken to be a man. "And you, all you can do is hurt people when they can't hurt you," he taunted Raven jumping back as a dagger flew past his ear. He stupidly ignored Skylar.


    "You will be quiet," Raven hissed harshly, "Maybe one day you will be the one tied down and I will enjoy seeing you hurt and helpless." She immediately calmed down, "Shall we hunt," she asked, clapping her hands sharply.


    [img width=510 height=318]http://www.picturesnew.com/media/images/odette-annable.jpg[/img]
    Raven Cross ;; Primeval

    [/fancypost]

    ooc: YAS SKYLAR SLAY! DRAG HIM! SLAAAAAAAY


    ic: Krill furrowed his brow, attention more to the environment now that he figured Brandy was alright. "Interesting. Hope you're not a perfectionist," he joked, but immediately regretted it. If he had to watch her struggle between erasing/scribbling he'd probably just leave her there. At the question he let out a small chuckle. "What tipped me off? Am I getting crow's feet?" Yes, he'd never admit it, but he was very old. Some days he regretted not joining this lot earlier, that way he'd be a much higher rank. "You couldn't be far into your teenage years, I suppose?"



    Text here




    I froze when Adrian said that. My blood boiled in anger and I turned to him, my once soft eyes narrowing at him. I snarled a little, ready to attack him. I knew I'd get in trouble since he was a higher rank than me but I honestly didn't care. "Leave him alone, a-shole." I barked, clenching my jaw.

    The post was edited 1 time, last by ｅｍｍａ ｓｗａｎ． ().

    [align=center][font=times new roman][color=black]

    SKYLAR JULIANA LITUME
    I was pissed now. I turned around and exploded. "We're going to eat! Now we're fighting!" I yelled. "This isn't the f*cking drama club. We're a clan, no a family and all we have is drama." I yelled again. I walked up to Ardian. "Stop being an ass or I will lower down your rank." I snapped at him. "You may be a high rank but doesn't mean you're better than anyone here." I said, trying to calm down. "Now let's just go. I'm f*cking hungry."



    [b]EVAN TYLER JAISON
    text here




    Quite honestly, that pissed him off. Was it obvious? No. Not ye...
    He took a step closer, his stare not even a glare--just menacing, dangerous. He opened his mouth, about to speak--when Lyra snapped at Adrian, and he turned, both surprised and for the moment, temper abated. He didn't want to start a real fight, and so just shook his head slightly towards his friend (he hoped he could call her as such), a dismissive smile. "He doesn't bother me." He paused, realized his anger had been visible, and amended, "Much." He looked up, seeing as Skylar had gotten angry as well at Adrian, and he ventured to speak, loudly enough that he could be heard, but as usual not exactly loud. "We should leave. Put this aside, I'm hungry and I think we all are. Let's just go hunt?"


    He was in a tree. Why? Because it was a vantage point. A place where he could see Evan, but the boy couldn't see him, and he could watch the vampires. He didn't have a particularly evil or sadistic personality, but some predatory instinct made him truly appreciate the hunt, and even just watching it was like a thrill.


    She flushed. "I'm not. And you don't look old. But you talk like it." She said quietly. She didn't mean he spoke old-fashioned, but rather his way of seeming...wise. Above it all.
    She sighed. "Yeah. I'm sixteen." She lied, but it was such a practiced one, there was no flicker of hesitation or anxiety. Calling herself sixteen helped her confidence, helped her feel that old, and it was such an old habit.



    Clemence Philippa Wellwood III


    Primeval | Hair Style | Clothes | 640


    Clemence sat cross-legged next to her son, messing with his already unkempt dark brown hair. After a couple of minutes, Eldon swats her hand away from his head. "Stop it mom. My hairs just fine." Clemence frowns but puts her hands into her lap. "You sure you don't want to go hunting sweetheart?" He looked at her, clearly annoyed. "When I say, I'm fine, I'm fine. I don't need to feed every five seconds."



    Eldon Bertram Mylor Reddin-Salvatore


    [color=maroon]Primeval | Clothes | 620


    [color=black]Eldon felt kinda bad for telling his mother off the way he did when he sees the slight hurt in her eyes but forces himself to ignore it. She couldn't baby him forever, he was 620 years old for Christ's sake. He only let her do certain stuff sometimes to make her felt better. Clemence still felt bad for missing his childhood, but she has already explained why and Eldon understood. The message the vampires who turned her was quite clear, stay away from her family or they all die.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=BORDER COLOR; borderwidth=0px;]
    Adrian Valestra ;; Patrician
    [fancyimage]http://supermansnotdead.files.…/jessespencer8999-021.jpg[/fancyimage]

    Adrian growled as he stalked, quickly if I may add, away. "I'm hunting alone," he grunted to himself mainly. Stupid vampires, they just couldn't accept that he was better than all of them. Well he could hunt alone and take what blood he wanted, he didn't want to share with them anyways.


    Raven blinked briefly, then promptly when to retrieve her dagger. Well, to say the least, that was such a minor annoyance. She sniffed the air, "I smell another vampire, though it may be one of us, honestly, I'm too hungry to tell." Though she was always up for one of her... Counseling sessions where she could convince the counseled to let her... Help it.


    [img width=510 height=318]http://www.picturesnew.com/media/images/odette-annable.jpg[/img]
    Raven Cross ;; Primeval

    [/fancypost]

    The post was edited 1 time, last by ¥Shadowstrike¥ ().

    Krill's features softened a bit now. "Sixteen," he repeated, too trusting of others to doubt her now. This morning he entertained these same thoughts he had now: that her life must have just begun, or at least was about to. He cleared his throat after a pause, possibly a moment of silence, and regained his composure. "Suppose I should ring Shakespeare right quick." His tone hadn't quite recovered, but despite that he still kept the usual amused tinge. "Since I'm so painfully old. Oh, we must slow down; my hip's broken."



    I exhaled as the tensions died down as Adrian stomped off. I ran a hand through my hair and lit the cigarette. Adrian could be so dramatic, ugh.




    I growled as Adrian stomped off like the prissy b-tch he was. I looked over at Benjamin as he spoke and smiled softly, my anger becoming more calm now. I nodded. "Yeah, I'm hungry too." I muttered. I turned back around, clenching my jaw. I closed my eyes, trying not to get angry once more. Men like Adrian reminded me of the earlier parts of my life, when I had been kidnapped. Adrian reminded me of Kylee's father and it made me sick to my stomach. My fingers glided along my tattoo once more as I calmed myself at the thought of my daughter.

    Hey guys--maybe Adrian should find Garret? Since he's alone. And he could probably beat up Garret, my rogue glam vamp isn't the best at physical combat.







    [img width=333 height=510]http://s21.postimg.org/jekl510…s_willa_holland_arrow.jpg[/img]


    Brandy was aware of the awkwardness, and she was used to it--but when Krill made another attempt at speech, she actually laughed aloud. Turning, she smiled up at him. "You know, you're a lot less intimidating than I thought." She admitted.