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Post by soulknight18 on Mar 21, 2012 23:15:18 GMT -5
Roleplay with Dani's Werewolf, Dyan and my vampire, Gwen.
In this Roleplay, Its about a mercenary werewolf and a vampire theif meet, then clash, and possibly develop a relationship that grows into something that would considered forbidden. There will be Adventure, action, love, humor, and revelations.
(Warning: this RP may contain extreme sexual content, gore, swearing, adult content, and nudity.)
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Post by soulknight18 on Mar 22, 2012 9:35:53 GMT -5
It was midnight, during a half moon. And near a Museum, a certain figure was hiding in the shadows, wearing a tight leather suit. The security was almost too easy to sneak in with her talents, as she infiltrated through the ventilation and found herself in paleontology hall and made her way towards the historical paintings, avoiding the cameras' visual ranges.
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Post by Danielle on Mar 22, 2012 14:51:00 GMT -5
There was a faint click of a gun's safety being clicked off. "Freeze." said a woman in a tight suit made of black cloth. She spoke rather quietly, but loud enough to be authoritative.
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Post by soulknight18 on Mar 22, 2012 16:46:18 GMT -5
When the figure stopped to hear her sudden order, she cursed to herself and remain still for a moment. She quickly analized her surroundings, and noticed on the ceiling above them was another ventilation shaft. She smiled under her mask and played along for a moment, by raising her arms in surrender. Then, at the last moment, she jumped straight for the ceiling, at nearly 20 feet, and her body suddenly spun ubside down and her feet clamped to the ceiling's surfice as if the gravitational pull switched. She quickly yanked off the bolted shaft lid, and used it as a sheild against one of bullets shot out of the assailant's gun. After the first shot, she quikly threw the lid like a frisbee at the masked gunwoman, then quickly crawled up the shaft before she could shoot again.
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Post by Danielle on Mar 22, 2012 20:52:17 GMT -5
The brown-haired woman growled softly, almost sounding like a dog. She pulled out a mini-grapple-gun and used that to quickly scale the wall. She climbed into the vent and followed the unmistakeable -and strong- scent of vampire.
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Post by soulknight18 on Mar 22, 2012 21:36:06 GMT -5
The Vampire in leather could hear she was being followed but she was already out of the ventilation and into another gallery hall. She hid herself in the darkness near the opened shaft, waiting the Brown-hair to come out, and get the drop on her. when her pursuer emerged out of the shaft the vampire quickly grabbed her by the neck, causing her to let go of her pistol, and pinned her against the wall. She unzipped her mask wide enough to expose her feminine mouth and said in quiet tone, "Sorry, bitch, but I called dibs on this place." and she prepaired to bite her neck with her elongated fangs.
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Post by Danielle on Mar 22, 2012 21:50:50 GMT -5
The brown-haired woman growled, sounding much more animalistic. "You may have called dibs on the museum," she said, "But, I've called dibs on you." She grinned, slashing out at the vampire with her sharp nails.
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Post by soulknight18 on Mar 22, 2012 22:09:20 GMT -5
The lash only got her shoulder, scratching the skin only on the surface. But she quickly realized what she was and backed away a few more feet. She zipped her mask back up and she whipped out a triple part steel baton and was ready to fight.
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Post by Danielle on Mar 22, 2012 22:17:05 GMT -5
Now that Dyan was released, she grabbed the small amount of holy water she'd put into a mini spritzer. She was lucky she'd thought to bring it along. She growled again, glaring at the vampire-woman in front of her, ready to react when she did.
(I'm sure there's nose-holes for her to breathe through? or, some other little space where the holy water could get through? *wishful thinking* Actually, would it affect her if Dyan sprayed the scratch in her arm, since it was at least deep enough to cut her?)
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Post by soulknight18 on Mar 22, 2012 22:34:39 GMT -5
(yeah, you can spray it on the wound, it will hurt like hell, even more than just on exposed skin)
The vampire noticed the small viol of water, getting the disturbing anxiety it was water from a church. She kept her distance and took slow sidesteps, the two of them, stareing down at one another while they circled each other. But the so called professional Theif completely forgot about the monitors and she accidentally stepped in the view of one of them.
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Post by Danielle on Mar 22, 2012 22:43:16 GMT -5
Dyan didn't care if she was seen, as the security already knew she was here. She slowly inched closer as she sidestepped, keeping the vampire in full view. Finally, once she was just close enough, she sprayed the holy water directly onto the wound she'd inflicted before. She grinned, knowing it would hurt just like silver hurt her.
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Post by soulknight18 on Mar 22, 2012 23:17:20 GMT -5
Gwen tried to dodge the splatter, but a few drops still got her. Her wound started to sizzle and hiss. She muffled a scream of pain, and to make matters worse, she could hear multiple running footsteps of gaurds and clanking key chains getting louder and louder. Shit, the gaurds were comming too. In a moment of desperation, she tackled the holy water throwing whore in the stomach and whacked across the head with her baton when she was down. While she was dazed, the thief found her chance and ran for the nearest exit, moving with the speed of a cheeta.
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Post by Danielle on Mar 22, 2012 23:19:01 GMT -5
Dyan groaned. Then, soon recovered and got to her feet. She followed the scent of the vampire, which was strong. She knew she wouldn't get too far now that the holy water was in her system.
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Post by soulknight18 on Mar 23, 2012 0:27:10 GMT -5
The thief was able to find a nearby exit and jumped through the glass, crashing through, shards flying everywhere, sparkling in the moonlight. She quickly got back on her feet as the fading ear-numbing alarm went off.
The holy water in her system was weak but it was starting to slow her down, and the burning pain seemed to get worse the more she ran. She eventually, half a mile away, found a place to hide in an alley way behind a dumpster. She slowly slid her back down against the cold brick wall and tried to relax on the dirty, rough asphalt. She unzipped her mask and removed it so she could breath and see more clearly. But her version was starting to blur, her breathing was slowing down, and her body went numb as she finally passed out.
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Post by Danielle on Mar 23, 2012 5:26:24 GMT -5
Dyan followed her scent easily and found the woman passed out. She knew she was dangerous, but she couldn't help but feel bad for the vampire in front of her. After all, she was very pretty. She sighed quietly and put her handcuffs on her. She loved these handcuffs. They were made of a mix of platinum and stainless steel, which even vampires couldn't break free of -she'd tested them. She lifted up the unconscious woman and carried her to the hotel where she was staying.
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Post by soulknight18 on Mar 23, 2012 10:01:14 GMT -5
The effects of the holy water soon wore off and she woke at dawn, the light of the sun glowing behind the curtains, but for a vampire, it was nearly blinding. She grumbled through her nostrils and turned over under the sheets, but suddenly noticed her arms were bound together with cuffs. She suddenly remembered what happened last, sat straight up, paniced, and realized she wasnt in her bedroom. Sudden panic turned quiet rage, this was the first time she was ever caught, and can tell from the scent emitting through the room that it was the same pony tailed bitch that threw holly water on her.
She had to escape, or, if the bounty hunter was still asleep, break out of her cuffs and suck the life out of that skank and THEN leave. But when she tried tugging her wrists apart, the cuffs didnt snap off. She tried pulling harder and harder, making clanking, gingle noises with the chains as she struggled to break free from her binds behind her. "Why the hell wont they break!?" She raged in a growling whisper.
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Post by Danielle on Mar 23, 2012 16:36:17 GMT -5
The door slowly started to open, and a young blonde boy peeked in. He smiled a little bit, then scooted around the edge of the room to close the curtains. "Big sister said.. that.. that I should close those for you... Or else it would hurt you..." He kept his eyes on the floor, shy and nervous.
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Post by soulknight18 on Mar 23, 2012 16:47:40 GMT -5
Gwen was surprised the moment the young boy came into her room. "uh...thanks?" she replied, still surprised and confused. Was she captured by a bounty hunter or a babysitter? Before the boy left the room she quickly asked, "Uh, Hey! Um, did your sister say what she was going to do?" she wanted to know so she could be prepaired later
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Post by Danielle on Mar 23, 2012 16:54:06 GMT -5
The boy shook his head. "No..." he said, quietly. "But, she's a bounty hunter... So.. she'll probably take you to her boss to get the moneys. But.. this is the first time she took home the person she went to go catch..."
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Post by soulknight18 on Mar 23, 2012 17:06:48 GMT -5
"Oh, well arnt I lucky..." she muttered sarcastically to herself. Then she decided to get a little devious and looked at the boy with a friendly smile. "Hey, is it okay if you helped me with these cuffs?" She asked casually, turning her back to show the kid her bound arms. "Theyre starting to REALLY hurt my hands, but I promise I wont run." She made a convincing lie that seemed so innocent and pure.
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