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Post by Ceri on Sept 15, 2006 22:48:23 GMT
Just wondering if I can inspire anyone back into Buffy role-playing, with a slight difference...
In this role-play, characters are demons after the humans. One human in particular, Rupert Giles, has been identified and a band of demons have been sent after him. They have to try to work together and break through whatever defences this human may have if they wish to succeed in their task!
Name: Age: Race: Bio: Personality:
Name: Zaerikio Shadowblade Age: 24 Race: Werewolf Bio: Was bitten as a child and disowned, later to be raised by warlocks in hope that he could be a spy. He deserted his trainers and joined a society of other werewolves and is now the leader of ^^ said plan. Personality: Fails to see the importance of emotion after it has brought him so little. Dislikes working in a team but always does as duty commands and is determined to see a task to the end.
VV
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Post by trip on Sept 17, 2006 17:31:50 GMT
Name: Samson AKA: Tomb Age: 3000 Race: last of the hellboy's Bio: The last of his race who were whiped out by the predecessors of the now watchers, he wants revenge on all watchers espcialy the one called gials for he is the current of the bloodline of mazarilah the ainchent one who culled his race Personality: this guy is out for reenge and is meen!!!
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Post by Ceri on Sept 17, 2006 21:27:40 GMT
Zaerikio kicked a tin can across the alleyway. The metal buckled against the toe of his boot and bounced against the wall then clattered down to the ground. A rat bounded across the space between the wall and the man. Zaerikio leant back against the wall, his sharp eyes flickering back and forth. At one end of the alley was a high wall, and at the other he could see the road and the edges of light from a streetlamp. He tapped one foot against the floor, watching for signs of movement from the end of the alley.
Finally something stirred. Zaerikio's eyes narrowed as the outline of a person appeared at the end of the alley, silhouetted in the streetlamp. Zaerikio closed his hand around his gun as the figure approached.
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Post by Skyrider on Sept 18, 2006 19:52:13 GMT
Name: Hareem Locai Age: 265 Race: Vampire
Bio: A former member of the Order of Taraka, Hareem has become much more freelance and kills more for pleasure and blood than money.
Personality: A deadly assassin with a lust for the kill and blood.
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Post by Ceri on Sept 18, 2006 20:17:10 GMT
[glow=red,2,300]Welcome back, Sky, thanks for joining both of you [/glow]
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Post by Skyrider on Sept 19, 2006 20:38:43 GMT
"Don't bother werewolf!" Hareem snorted as he saw the gun. "Metal...no...kill...vampire!" He said patronisingly. Zaerikio growled in response. Hareem snorted again and made his way past him, rolling his eyes as he went.
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Post by Ceri on Sept 19, 2006 21:51:43 GMT
"Are you here for the same reason as I am, or not?" Zaerikio asked shortly. Hareem stopped, slowly turning back to him; Zaerikio was glaring at him through his hanging black fringe. "Otherwise get out of my sight." Hareem moved back towards Zaerikio, who couldn't help taking hold of his gun again; either this man had replied to his message, or he was about to suffer for his thoughtless comment.
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Post by Skyrider on Sept 20, 2006 20:03:06 GMT
"No, I'm here to rummage through the garbage!" Hareem snapped, rolling his eyes at the idiotic comment from the wolf. He just laughed at the gun again and stood at the other end of the alley, lighting up a cigarette and watching the werewolf suspicioulsly.
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Post by Ceri on Sept 20, 2006 20:06:22 GMT
Zaerikio spat on the ground, furious. He fought to show his confusion at the stranger's words. Instead he paced to the end of the alley to see if anyone else was approaching. "So what is the reason you are here, Lunar boy?" Hareem asked, turning back to him and blowing a cloud of smoke. Zaerikio turned back to him. "Hiding in the shadows from the scary moon?" "None of your unworthy business," growled Zaerikio, turning again. "Couldn't be anything to do with that nasty Rupert Giles, now, could it?" Zaerikio froze, then turned sharply and strode back to the Vampire. "What did you say?"
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Post by Skyrider on Sept 20, 2006 20:13:48 GMT
Hareem laughed. "Nothing..." he said superciliously. He glanced cautiously upwards, the moon wasn't in sight yet, he wasn't sure it was full or not, if so, he'd just have shoot the damn bastard. "What did you say pale skin?" The wolf growled again. Hareem gave him the finger and took a puff of smoke.
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Post by Ceri on Sept 20, 2006 20:15:44 GMT
Zaerikio snapped. He shouted in rage and moved like lightning, landing his foot in Hareem's chest. Hareem staggered back, taken by surprise, and caught his balance on the wall behind him. Zaerikio's gun was out and near Hareem's face by the time the Vampire had swept his own out, pressing it against Zaerikio's head.
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Post by Skyrider on Sept 20, 2006 20:27:44 GMT
"I've got far more than just these f***ing silver bullets you f***ing mutt so back off, I outgun and outpower you so let us each get on with our own agendas and I won't have to change my shirt to many times tonight...get...my...drift..." He asked, poking the silver bullet loaded gun right into Zaerkiko's cheek.
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Post by Ceri on Sept 20, 2006 20:30:54 GMT
[glow=red,2,300]If you check the rules, Skyrider, you are allowed to swear in the role-plays, but thanks anyway [/glow] "Get....that...gun...outta...my...face," snarled Zaerikio, trying to bat it out of the way; Hareem grabbed his arm, twisting his wrist. Zaerikio gritted his teeth, closing his eyes in pain, and Hareem took the opportunity to seize his other hand, knocking his gun to the ground and throwing Zaerikio back against the wall. Zaerikio's head smashed into the stone and before he could regain his senses he found Hareem holding him firmly against the wall. "Get my drift?" Hareem hissed into his ear. [glow=red,2,300]So is Hareem in on the whole Giles thing?[/glow]
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Post by Skyrider on Sept 20, 2006 20:34:48 GMT
[glow=red,2,300]Ya sure, I thought this was a general human killing as opposed to just giles.[/glow]
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Post by Ceri on Sept 20, 2006 20:42:54 GMT
[glow=red,2,300]Zaerikio is recruiting demons to go after Giles, which is the message he wonders if Hareem replied to. He's waiting for people to show.[/glow]
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Post by Skyrider on Sept 20, 2006 20:47:43 GMT
[glow=red,2,300]AH my mistake...ya sure he is.[/glow]
Now, are you the person I'm thinking of and running after our little watcher friend or have i been misinformed and should kill you now for pissing me off?
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Post by Ceri on Sept 20, 2006 20:51:18 GMT
Zaerikio hesitated, dizzy from being hit, both wrists stinging and a painful awareness of being unarmed all pressing on his mind at the same time. Hareem tightened a grip on his collar that Zaerikio hadn't even noticed, choking him. "Well?" "Yes," Zaerikio gasped. Hareem released him, roughly pushing him back again. Zaerikio took several deep breaths before looking up again. "You did come about the Watcher," he said. "Correct," Hareem said. "Just wanted to make sure you were the one sending out the message and not entirely the time-wasting dog you appear to be." Xaerikio irritably straightened his jacket collar. "If you're to accompany me after Giles then you'll follow my command," he spat. "None of this ordering around from you, Vampire." Hareem gave a mock bow. "You have my word, Werewolf. If you're lucky."
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