Kingdom of Vampires Roleplay

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    OOC:
    IC: Ender trained in the hall by rapidly punching a punching bag, using his mechanical left arm he received as a human and sending the bag flying across the room. He slowly turned to face Fallow and sighed, his dirty brown hair showing some glare from the overhead light in the training hall.
    "Well it's nice to see you brought me a new noob, if I have time I can quickly train him, reform him if needed." Ender said with a slight smirk, his pale dark blue eyes glinting from the lights above.




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    Roleplaying: "Sorry sweetie, not a new punching bag. Your in his new office, do me favour and go into the slightly smaller hall. " She smiled. Crossing her arms.


    It was at the moment that William burst into the coven, drunkenly laughing and throwing his arms over the two vampire girls that giggled at his side. He took a swig from the dusty bottle in his right hand. "One second ladies. He stumbled away from them, he turned to face them "I'll just be a minute, then we will get back to business." He stumbled off the corridor "FALLOW! Where are you woman!" He yelled.


    Fallow groaned, "Sorry but William is back. And is very very drunk." She went off down the corridor to find him.

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    OOC:
    IC: Ender sighed and teleported to his room in the Coven, which was filled with technology meant for repairing his arm and for some weaponry besides his teeth. A harpoon gun rested on a shelf with some rope, just in case another vampire clan invaded the Coven.




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    Roleplaying: Fallow found him collapsed and sleeping on the floor in a puddle of drool and wine. She looked on him with disgust as he snored there. She briskly picked him up and got him to his feet, she began to carry him to his chamber. On the way she noticed the two girls that giggled by the main entrance
    "Get out!" She growled "return to the brothel and please some other beast, I dare say your wasting your time here tonight." She spat, the girls hissed and walked of, slamming the doors behind them. Fallow threw William into his bed, she walked away disposing of the bottle of wine.

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    11EnderDragons11


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    OOC:
    IC: Ender had heard the yells and heard Fallow put William in his chamber, then peaking out of his to find her disposing of his wine.
    "Everything okay?" Ender asked as he came out of his chamber, no one knew what laid inside of his chamber though, so no one was really allowed inside.




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    Roleplaying: "Grand." She said rubbing the bridge of her nose. "Williams drunk again, probably completely forgot to go to that peace meeting and spent the whole two months he was gone in a brothel." She rambled, her voice raising to a shout.
    She composed herself before speaking again " Sorry. I'm going to retire to my chamber before I break something." She sighed beginning to walk down the corridor again.

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    OOC:
    IC: "I'm sure the only thing you're going to break is William's ears, which I think he needs every once in awhile to keep him focused." Ender joked in a serious tone. "Not actually of course, but maybe a little bit of a prank will help him stay sober for awhile."




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    11EnderDragons11


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    OOC:
    IC: Ender didn't laugh but did his best to hold it in, then without even making a sound of laugher he shook his head gently.
    "Even a simple prank can kill here," Ender mumbled to himself with an amused tone, then continued, "it's pretty pathetic if a joke or prank can kill a vampire." Then entering his chamber again he closed the door and locked it behind him, making sure no one could get into his chamber while he repaired his arm in the dim lighting of electric lights. He installed new bolts and screws into the mechanical arm before fixing up any damage to it, then giving it a test before it was fixed completely.




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    Postman started to redecorate. He would paint the walls with black splurge, like thick ink. There would be equations, pictures, demented poetry. The training equipment he would touch became black, melting into the ground. He created a set of furniture, mostly just rows of tables and chairs. He made a cushioned single red chair, with a small pedestal that he could dig a cigar in.


    Speaking of which, he had a cigar go through the bandages over his mouth. He smoked a thick dark smoke, puffy but in small streams. He would spin around on his heel around the room, especially in one so tall for him to move freely.
    "I will take this room and all its possessions."

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    Fallow glanced into the mirror before another bout of dizziness hit her, she fell against the desk panting - screaming and blurred visions blocked her sight. She stumbled around, clutching her head "No, no no no! GET OUT, GET OUT GET OUT!" She cried. She fell to her knees "so much blood... it's so dark.. so dark. So very very dark.." She whimpered. She slammed her fist off the floor - "what is this.. it doesn't make any sense.." She muttered before passing out.

    Serendipity entered through the doors in the main hall. She'd been gone for almost a month with no one knowing her whereabouts and she knew, if he was even sober, William would be pretty p*ssed. That is, if he remembered who she was. She heard Fallow's whimpering and sighed, it was one of those days. The female rolled her neck, popping it several times, and walked into the training hall, unaware of Postman's presence.. She yawned slightly and made a b-line for where she knew a punching bag would normally be. Sera wrapped a white cloth around the knuckles on both of her hands. Once she looked up she noticed the whole hall was different and the punching bags were gone. She looked around confused and her eyes fell on the tall man she'd never seem before. "Um...."

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    11EnderDragons11


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    OOC:
    IC: Ender then got off of his bed a few minutes later and turned on a computer in his room, starting it up and playing some online Minecraft as sounds of explosions and other noises rattled through the cranked-up speakers.




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    Wrong century... this is meant to be early Victorian era..


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    11EnderDragons11


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    OOC: Oops... I don't know what the early Victorian era is, but I think it's 2-3 centuries before the 20th century.
    IC: Ender began to snap from his day dream and sat up on his bed, looking to part of his room to find that he had only daydreamed of such technology... He wished such technology existed in this time, for he knew that he was in the world not of his own, that fate had ripped him from his familiar, then had placed him on the Earth to become a vampire... but the past is the past, and he knew that he must wait a few centuries - maybe even a few thousand years - for the technology to arise and to allow him to play the game that mirrored his home.




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    Sorry, should have mentioned.


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    11EnderDragons11


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    OOC: It's k
    IC: Ender then made sure his mechanical arm was in excellent shape before turning on the lights that the nerves in what remained of his shoulder powered, the lights glowing brightly and lighting up part of the hallway outside of his room.




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    Roleplaying: William woke with a pounding headache. He felt around for the familiar bottle. When her failed to find it, he opened his eyes and sat up. He lit the gas lamp beside him with a flick of his wrist. He dimmed it down slightly before slowly getting up. He ran a hand through his hair and walked out of the room. "Fallow.." he groaned, still grogy. where has that bl**dy woman put my drink.