Yes I know I'm a wolf and I've been known to bite, But I'm telling you that you'll be safe with me
Welcome
Hello potential student and/or teacher!! Before you begin, there are a few things your had better know right away.
First, Whispers in the Dark is an alternate universe Vampire Knight rp. Meaning, we are based largely upon the anime, but we've expanded the world in a pretty big way and we just don't feel comfortable claiming it can be in the same universe as the original.
Secondly, there are only original characters here. There should be a certain equality among our student body and to achieve that, we feel everyone should play their own character and not one designed to be the star of the show. We are all the stars of our own show.
And finally, we are rated PG-13. We know our limits, but we love to use them to the fullest.
Your pre-orientation is now complete. If we seem like the place for you, check out the plot and the rest of the rules and don't be afraid to ask us anything in the cbox!
Very sorry, but purebloods and alphas are banned to beginning members. Once you have at least one character and show us you keep it active, please feel free to post a pureblood or alpha character to be considered.
Census
Vampires
Purebloods
0M | 0F
Aristocrats
1M | 1F
Common
0M | 0F
ex-human
0M | 0F
Werewolves
Alphas
0M | 1F
Subordinates
1M | 0F
Omegas
1M | 1F
Mooncalled
0M | 0F
Hunters
0M | 1F
Humans
1M | 0F
The Season
Year
Year One, First Semester
Season
Winter
The school has finally opened its doors to the... well, it's not so public yet.
All students are here by invitation only for now. Why? Because Cross Academy is a school unlike
any other... and not just because their school year begins in winter. Grades levels
(meaning freshman, sophomore, etc.) don't really matter much here. After all, the
students aren't just here to learn. We're all here to try to coexist. That's our main
priority. Teaching kids as we do it is just a bonus.
adjective - Having a smooth, rich flow; filled with something (such as honey) that sweetens.
Updates
March 4, 2016
Today we have converted the proboards shoutbox into an ic cbox!! We have a new ooc cbox on the side tables. Hopefully this will help us all keep up with who's who when we get more members/memebers start making multiple characters.
February 27, 2016
It's been a few days, but everything has been rewritten, tweaked, and updated now!! Finally done!! We are pleased to reindroduce Wispers in the Dark!! We hope you will find the updates fantasic and have a wonderful time here! Welcome!
February 22, 2016
We are hard at work redoing everything for WITD. It's been years and we are all older and wiser now, so it's time to give this site another shot! Let's get this thing back open!!
The vampires have struck the school! A group of fifty or so ex-humans have begun the assault on Cross Academy. Day class students have been instructed to stay indoors, with the headmaster mobilizing the hunters to protect the school dorms. The werewolves were put into action immediately, roaming the grounds in pairs to track down and, hopefully, eradicate the level e monsters. However, some human students are still being round up. Will they make it in time, or will there be casualties? With all this commotion, there is little room for error, so the vampires are being instructed to pair up as well and escort the Day Class students until they can reach a safe location. Of course with the Level E’s sharp thirst for blood, they can only sit back and pray there will not be any student harmed. Vampires, wolves, and hunters are running in every direction to help keep control of the school, but there are so many attackers it appears the humans will be overrun without taking out the ex-humans.
This isn’t the time for forming a game plan. It’s time to take back the school.
TEAM BLARING - posting order
Luciano
Renard
Miyu x1 skipped
Claude
Reuben
Amakusa
NPC's
Last Edit: Apr 23, 2012 14:06:17 GMT -6 by TABBY CAT
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That was the price of life for all of them nothing more then that, well okay almost nothing more then that. So much for it truly being a quiet night he jumped back to avoid a strike. Though it did catch the bandage covering his eye tearing it off, he didn't even wince just closing his eye so he wouldn't damage it more. Yes he could handle fighting with just one eye after all he was not alone there was other hunters here. "Damn what are these things up to...this is annoying." He was not really complaining he was just looking forward to a quiet night without dealing with any of this.
It was going to be a rough night for all of them and he couldn't afford to let anything distract him. Ignoring any problems his eye caused or how hurt he got. That was all he was holding himself too at least till all the humans were safe. "Orders are orders best to follow them." He couldn't help but let his glance drift over to Claude for a second he never did like working in groups. Would he actually listen to orders this time or run off and do his own thing leaving a part of this area wide open. 'Don't do anything stupid Claude...you can handle working with us for once.' Or at least he was believing in him but whatever happened happened as long as none of them died.
No time to take charge or work with a game plan they had humans to protect. This was entirely unexpected and it was going to take every skill and ounce of patience they had. "You won't get the chance to hurt any of the students..." His eyes held rage but calm to them as well, like he was using his rage to fight but not losing control.[/style][STYLE=text-align: center; color: #DAD6E8; font-size: 10px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2px; opacity: 0.8;]made by kiwii at btn![/style]
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As if that hadn't been obvious.
Renard rolled his eyes with a growl, shoulders high and tense, his whole body on edge, sending out the energy that he usually carried before turning into the wolf that he was. He could feel his skin tighten, his senses tingling. It was as if he was already half way there, yet human. And he would force himself to say that way, he wouldn't succumb to instinct, not yet. Going into a battle as a wolf didn't catch any attention. He was all for attention. That, and any chance he had at catching the enemy off guard would be appreciated. Yes, by now he was prepared to fight. He had figured that out when he had been crossing a frightened crowd. What better to do, than take down rabid vampires to make his name? The world always revolved around him, despite what he had been through the past few days (fear, humiliation, etc.).
Blond hair caught his attention as he approached his destination, as did the putrid stench of crazed vampires. He had heard the rustles on his way, he had senses them cornering him. Every time he responded with his own energy, things would quiet down. But even Renard knew the peace wouldn't last for more than a minute, even a split second was a long time. A few feet off from the figure (surely he wasn't human, if he had been fighting the vampies) was one of the students (human) pinned the ground, struggling from the creature about to lunge at its neck. Of course, the wolf had never been one for heroics, but he hadn't been one to witnessing homicide, either. Using the earlier energy, Renard sprang into motion, crouching on all fours, pouncing onto the vampire, knocking it off of the human and under the wolf's strong grip. He quickly brought his elbow down on the vampire's throat as a first strike, before proceeding to twist the shocked creature's neck.
There would be time to feel guilty later.
The vampire had been digging its nails into his arms, leaving gash-like marks, the blood beginning to pinpoint out. Panting by now, Renard turned his attention to the blond (teacher?), obviously ready to work in some kind of messy team. "Got your back?" [/style] [STYLE= background-color: #53504B; font: 7.5pt courier; color: #aeaeae; text-align: right; width: 100; -webkit-border-radius: 20px; -o-border-radius: 20px; -ms-border-radius: 20px; -moz-border-radius: 20px; border-radius: 20px; float:right; margin-top: -12px; margin-right: 4.5px; padding: 9px;]words 465 tags team blaring, hell yes. notes this post is derptastic and idgaf [/style] [newclass=bullcrap]font: 20pt georgia; color: #53504B; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: -2px; width: 100px; float:right; padding-right: 7px; -webkit-transition:all 2s ease; -moz-transition:all 2s ease; -o-transition:all 2s ease; font-family: georgia; font-size: 30px;[/newclass][newclass=bullcrap:hover]font: 20pt georgia; color: #C2BEC0; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: -2px; width: 100px; float:right; padding-right: 7px; -webkit-transition:all 2s ease; -moz-transition:all 2s ease; -o-transition:all 2s ease;[/newclass][classy=bullcrap][STYLE=font: 20pt georgia; text-align: justify; width: 100px; float:right; padding-right: 7px;]you thought you were there to guide me[/style][/classy] [STYLE= font: 7pt arial; color: #64767E; text-align: right; letter-spacing: 2px; width: 100px; float:right; padding-right: 7px;]you were only in my way [/style]
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her heart pounded deep in her chest. there was chaos everywhere, people screaming, and lots of running around to herd the humans to safety before they are all mauled to death by bloodsucking monsters. a shriek from her left called the white haired girl's attention, raising the feeling of pressure from behind her forehead. the shift would be coming soon now, but she had to find her group first. she had to locate that wolf from the forest, for his name was the only one she recognized from the ones the teacher had yelled to her. clenching her fists and setting her jaw, she continued to run through the insanity of cross academy.
as soon as she caught sight of the boy, something shoved her into the shift. whether it was the fear or the adrenaline, she didn't have any time to find out. from her tiny body burst forth a white lupine shape about the size of a small horse. she was lean muscle, pure white fur with areas marred in black. her face was especially marked, with seeming tribal marks centering around the crown of her head. her eyes, a reddish pink completely devoid of pupils, glared out at the monsters closing in on her school... on her home.
her fur bristled.
a beast was running up behind the blonde, and miyu bust into action. her heart was beating wildly in her chest, but she ignored it. she was bred for this. she was created for this purpose, had been trained even in her youth. killing vampires was her duty. the one thing in life she would be able to do no matter what. she didn't have time to picture their faces, emblazoned into her memory, as they died around her. training couldn't prepare you for the first creature that you killed, even if it was just a disgusting vampire. so, throwing caution to the wind, the great she wolf rushed at her enemy and easily brought it down like caribou.
it slashed at her throat, but she was too quick and ripped off its arm before it could do anything more. its blood disgusted her, but she held in her sneers. in one swift motion, she ripped open the skin over the beast's heart and locate the throbbing organ with her eyes before crunching down hard, ending its life.
when she was confident the creature was dead, she checked her surroundings before backing up slightly towards the other two she had spotted. she hoped renard would even recognize her, but she was a hard one to forget. while some werewolves had normal markings and could sometimes even be mistaken for large dogs, she was one of the few cursed to look every bit the part of who she was. turning her eyes to the hunter, she hoped he realized she was on their team. after all, she hadn't bothered to mention anything. not that it mattered, because everyone would go on their little killing spree soon enough. she barked, the closest thing she could do to letting him know she was on their side. the tough part would be keeping everyone alive.
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After all, what better way to tease his cute colleague Luciano/Lucy than showing off his skills? It was perfect. Maybe he could sneak in a little bet too? Oh well. Smirking almost overconfidently as he launched into the fray. Another nice and messy job that can be solved with nothing but kick, stab and whip. Combined with one hell of a beautiful night. It was all...perfect. He didn't waste another minute, quickly plunging his dagger into the heart of a level E before it slashed its way out by the shoulder. Like a hot knife through butter, dare he say.
Keeping that smug smirk on his face, he walked closer to his beloved Luciano and leaned over to his ear "if you take down more than me..I'll make you dinner." smooth excuse to torture spend time with his favorite twerp, really. Claude then walked towards an empty open space close to the team he was assigned with and took his beloved thick, silver chain whip from it's place on his hip, twirling it around while looking for his next prey. It was time to kick ass and chew bubble gum.
And he was all out of gum.[/style] [style=background-color: #D6d6d6; padding: 5px; border: 1px dashed #545454; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 5px; width: 110px; margin-top: -30px;][/style][style=background-color: #d6d6d6; padding: 5px; border: 1px dashed #545454; margin-left: 5px; font-family: Arial-narrow; letter-spacing: 1px; text-transform: undercase; width: 110px; height: 200px; font-size: 7.6pt; color: #545454; text-transform: lowercase;] words xxxxx notes I love duke nukem, shoot me. tags GO GO TEAM BLARING! lyricsInjection by Rise Against[/style] [style=font-family: Arial-narrow; font-size: 7.6pt; line-height: 10pt; color: #334433; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 3px; text-transform: uppercase; background-color: #D6D6D6; height: 10px; border-top: 1px dashed #545454; border-bottom: 1px dashed #545454; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;] credits to LIKEABOSS at ON THE EDGE[/style]
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[style=float: right; background-color: #1c191a; width: 280px; color: #000000; height: 260px; overflow: auto; padding: 5px 20px; spacing: 0px; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; color: #dac2c9; line-height: -2px; border-width: 1px; border-style: dashed; border-color: #a885a5;] Fuck, what a night. A date with a beautiful blonde model after a couple drinks? Awesome. Reuben was actually surprised his drunken ploy worked. Never before in his history of shameless flirtation had the line "Hey baby, I'm a teacher wanna hook up?" worked. Tonight, it seemed, would be a night that would live in infamy for the hunter. Boy, was he sure right. It only took two drinks and fifteen minutes worth of effort before the woman hinted for Reuben to take her back to his place. Success!
The drunken teacher stumbled out of the bar, followed closely by the beautiful blonde. Fuck, how was he supposed to get home? Even to Reuben drinking and driving was still not a cool thing to do. He laughed slightly at his own internal conflict before suggesting that they simply walk. The woman seemed overjoyed by this suggestion and quickly walked up beside Ben, linking her arm and his. A familiar vibe overcame Reuben for a moment but he shrugged it off. He wrote down the feeling to being caused by the alcohol and continued to walk toward his apartment.
After about five minutes of walking, the blonde moved towards an abandoned alley way, dragging the teacher along with her. Reuben chuckled when see pushed him against the wall. "Damn, you move fuckin' fast." he slurred out. He'd smile once more before adding, "Listen though... I'm older now I'm not for fuckin' in the street, okay? Fuck you get diseases that way." He shrugged then turned to leave the alley. However, his movement was stopped short by a strong grip. A vampire's grip.
Ben quickly turned to face his assaulter. He was greeted by the once beautiful blonde's face now twisted by a blood lust and fanged, ready to feed. Reuben showed no panic in his face. In fact, he loved what was about to happen, it was his favorite thing about his job. Mercilessly killing Level E's was the entire meaning to his existence.
The blonde leaped mindlessly, letting her lust for Ben's precious blood overcome reason. The hunter simply side stepped the lunge, pushing on her back to force her to the wall. The vampire hit the wall head first with a loud thud and lumped over. Reuben knew she wasn't dead yet, however. That much force could have killed human, yes, but this was no human. The hunter quickly glanced over the floor before finding a suitable weapon, a steel pipe not six inches away from his left foot. Thank god for abandoned alley ways. Ben quickly kicked up the pipe, catching it with his left hand. "Now, for my favorite part." Ben slowly walked over to the vampire. She was starting to come back to. Reuben wasted no time, he quickly brought the pipe down on her skull cracking it open. Ben watched as the girl feel down limply, twitched three times, then turn to dust.
Reuben stood over the woman's ashes and scratched at the scar on his face. Why was there a vampire here? Why did it attack so close to Cross academy? Thoughts flooded the hunters mind before he felt the presence of vampires. A shit ton of them. Ben quickly looked up just in time to see the animalistic silhouettes of hungry level E's leaping over the alley from one roof top to the adjacent one. It didn't take long for Ben to figure out where they were going. Cross Academy. "Fuck."
Ben ran out of the alley and onto the main road of the town. He quickly brought a cigarette to his lips, lit it, and closed his zippo with a flick. Fuck. This was not a little dilemma. There was a vampire attack happening at his school. Ben took a long drag, almost a third of the cigarette, and scratched at his scar. Damn, was there anyway he could make it in time? Just as he was about to start sprinting towards the school a blessing arrived. A man driving a motorcycle parked right next to Ben. Before the man had the opportunity to turn off the bike, Ben acted. The hunter moved swiftly to the bike and round house kicked the guy off. Ben quickly looked at the ignition switched and sighed deeply when he saw the keys were still there. Ben wasted no time, he jumped on the bike and revved the engine. Reuben looked at the man and said some quick words before speeding off. "Uh... sorry about the fucking bike... it's an emergency..."
Ben raced towards the school, weaving between cars. Thankfully, the fight with the vamp-bitch and the stress of what was happening sobered him up relatively quick. Still holding on to his pipe he cursed loudly. "FUCK!" In his haste, Ben forgot (again) to bring his hunter weapons. Oh well, the steel pipe in his hands was more than enough to handle some pussy level e's. Ben looked down at his speedometer quickly, which shined back at a steady eighty-six mph. "Fuck, baby you can go faster than this." Ben kicked the throttle back as hard as he could and quickly up-shifted. The bike kicked up to ninety-six mph, which satisfied Ben.
Ben zoomed past the gate tot he school. The hunter hadn't seen a single vampire yet... they must've already infiltrated the premises. What could he do... he couldn't waste any time. That's when it hit him, the game grounds. Because of it's outdoor component... the doors to the internal game room were less... hard. it would save Ben the precious seconds to get off the bike and run in, and in a vampire fight seconds can be the difference between life and death.
Ben skidded to a halt and aimed at the game grounds' door. The hunter revved the engine twice and felt a wave of excitement. Yes, this move was dumb and had risks, but it was also badass. Without another moments though Ben kicked the bike into gear and shot off for the game grounds door.
The door itself offered little resistance to the bike, and swung off their hinges easily. Ben skidded the bike sideways in the room and observed his surroundings. There were four other people in there with him. Well... three people and one werewolf shifted. He'd look at them all cool and collected and give them just a single greeting, not even getting off his bike.
What do you do when your day suddenly revs up to be the most horrid one in your existence? That’s what Amakusa had been feeling now. The swirl of shadows danced against the figure dressed in a loose turtle neck followed by his signature leather jacket. The moon was full, too beautiful to even appear on a night like this. Ironic really… he would have liked it to bleed red just to match up with the theme. The alarms blazed, and someone had the unfortunate luck for their little ward to suddenly vanish.
Oh yes, his little ward decided to sneak out in the danger zone. He muffled down a sigh, the cold metal of his beretta 98, his little modified baby. This isn’t the only weapon he has on his person. He has a few… other nick knacks hidden around his body. He wasn’t going in this war unprepared.
War… just like back home, he grimaced at the thought. Then the grimace turned into a reminiscing smile. Those were the good old days of blood and gore, where they had to fight for the meaning of their existence. And for him… to do what he had been created to do. His former name had some angelic backgrounds, creator. But then he’s purpose was that of a destroyer. He glanced up, the sky veiled with the dark black of twilight. Show time, the war has just started. But first he needed to sneak out of the Academy to track down that kid.
And probably give her a scolding, yeah… that’s it… A scolding for being such a little troublemaker, that was his line… hers was more to act like the innocent little doll everyone knew and cared for. He weaved through the shadows almost as if it was his second skin. The way he maneuvered his body to stay in the darkness is something every infamous assassins know by heart. Or in his case… his very being. He’s a child of shadows, always have and always have been.
Figures leap, one after another, but he managed to avoid them. Thank god for stealth, or was it the fact he had to cover his left eye in case he needed snipe something. His hand tightened on his gun. The contemplating thought of reaching for his second reached his mind. He glanced down at his gloved hand. The only hand he refused he always had a gloved on. His left hand, it clenched. He then looked up ahead.
Was it being ahead of himself if he says he’s been getting small little gut feelings. You know, those feelings that say something is about to happen. Amakusa took the necessary precautions if that proved to be true… just in case… something happened that levitated around death. He wasn’t scared. In fact… he knew a day like that would eventually come. Let’s just hope if shit blows before he has to say his final goodbyes to everyone dear he held in his short lifespan. [/style]
Post by EVENT MANAGER on Apr 15, 2012 13:23:27 GMT -6
Sometimes, life was hard. Sometimes, life only gave you lemons… and other times life’s manager wasn’t there so you could tell them to take the lemons back. This was one of those times. Thanks to a certain teacher making far too much noise during his escape from town, an entire swarm ran after him and into the school grounds. There was no mercy, there seemed to be no end to them… and everyone had just one person to thank for this mass chaos. They seemed to forgo most everyone, instead picking on the small omega. She was the only wolf they could see… and since she is their natural predator they needed to get her out of the way and fast. They didn’t yet know there was another wolf on the team.
Stand your ground, or make your way somewhere more strategic?
((Renard, you must shift into your wolf form your next post, as it is part of the rules that wolves must be in their wolf form.))
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Those thoughts didn't matter he needed to get rid of them. Letting feelings blind him would be the worst mistake he could ever make. His eyes drifted over the wolf as he ducked under a blow from the vampire. "come on you are with us aren't you?" Yes Luci had a feeling she was instead of going to hurt them. After all he was never one for randomly attacking people unless he had to really do so. Luci didn't need to worry about much he was protective of everyone the people he knew and the people he didn't. Mostly Claude had his major protective attention but he would never speak why.
He didn't need anyone to know that, better to observe from a distance. Rather then get into some trouble he was always known for making a mistake somehow right. Being too stubborn but not worried about himself was a weird way for some. But his family and the few friends he kept would know this was just who he was. The blonde ducked again and turned slamming the knife into the vamp, he didn't care at the blood hitting him. Or even it covering his hand when he pulled it back all he did was wipe it off. This was about fighting not letting people hurt and beating Claude even though he had a feeling he wouldn't. "Making a bet are we Claude~ Anything I ask you to make? And if I don't win what do I owe you?"
He just smirked but kept a watchful eye on Claude he wouldn't let anything happen to him. Though he was sure he could take care of himself and really didn't need or want any help. In the back of his mind that whole Claude's amazing and all of that didn't want to go away. It was like they really didn't have any time at all to sit around some teachers really...they either didn't think or they just reacted in odd ways. "Really you had to show up that way huh? Always a flashy entrance." Luci just laughed, yes even in a situation like this he could still laugh but he was no way relaxed.
Not until they were all gone and all the humans along with his team were safe. His attention went to the vamps they were heading straight for the wolf. "Damn really...this things..." They would take out the enemy first off he was not surprised by that at all. If it had been him he would do the same but he was working with the wolves not against them. Catching one of the vampires by the neck he tossed them down on the ground.
No way was he going to let this go bad, he would not make the same mistake he did with his sister.
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What was that, two down? Renard was mad now, he could feel it. The way the energy moved his muscles right under the skin, the heavy tension in the air. A low growl rumbled in his belly, his ears pressed forward, open to any sounds that warned of an attack. It was then that the brutal male looked up, blood on his maw, surveying that makeshift team that had gathered. Mainly people in human forms, he knew they were anything but such. Only one other wolf. Eyes narrowed, he took a hard look at the familiar markings, nodding as a slight greeting to the female his mind told him was Miyu. They had met ... what was it now, a few days ago? Funny, almost, how the peace changed so quickly. If it had ever been peaceful. The wolf's fur bristled as more screams surrounded him, and he quickly spun around to look at the rest of the group. Two males, bantering. Another, on a vehicle. Renard would have felt doomed, had it not been for the few vampire corpses lying around, thanks to the teacher on the motor bike. "Stop flirting, bastards." He snarled at the two teachers, adding an eye roll for good measure. Next. "What the fuck does it look like?" Another snort, directed at Reuben, emerged. It would certainly be ... interesting. "God damn."
He had hardly caught his breath before the smell of a familiar human wafted through his nostrils. The wolf's ear's perked in Ama's direction, eyes soon catching the red hair. And the vampire behind him. He paused, looking at the three vampires behind him, and the one behind Ama. If he ran to the human, he would have to deal with four, and keep the human safe. Perhaps not the best move. "Mi-" About to ask his female acquiescence for help, he soon realized that the vampires were coming towards the both of them, the wolves. Well fuck that. Glaring, narrowed eyes turned to the teachers one more, first falling on Claude. "Don't fucking stand there, help his sorry ass out!" He snapped, before turning to face the vampire closest to him, only giving it one heavy blow the the ground before using his fangs to tear out the creature's heart, shaking the blood off of his muzzle, bucking as soon as the second vampire made contact with his back. "Fucking-" He snarled again (a common occurrence for the situation, apparently), rolling on his back with hopes to crush the thing, scowling to see that it had fled before the weight of the heavy wolf had crushed it.
The wolf crouched, keeping on his belly for now. Surely there would be gunshots going around- something he didn't wish to be caught up with. A misfire would surely lead to more chaos. "Can we at least get to some higher fucking ground?"
Renard shuffled his way to Miyu, glancing down at her as he stood to his full height. "Killing them will put them out of their misery faster. Let yourself go blind, just dig in." The male huffed, shrugging lightly. "If you didn't already do that." He added quickly, snapping his head around to see another bloodthirsty bitch approaching. "Shoot it!" He hissed, hoping the words would make contact with the teachers before the vampire made contact with them. [/style] [STYLE= background-color: #53504B; font: 7.5pt courier; color: #aeaeae; text-align: right; width: 100; -webkit-border-radius: 20px; -o-border-radius: 20px; -ms-border-radius: 20px; -moz-border-radius: 20px; border-radius: 20px; float:right; margin-top: -12px; margin-right: 4.5px; padding: 9px;]words 803 tags team blaring notes :B [/style] [newclass=bullcrap]font: 20pt georgia; color: #53504B; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: -2px; width: 100px; float:right; padding-right: 7px; -webkit-transition:all 2s ease; -moz-transition:all 2s ease; -o-transition:all 2s ease; font-family: georgia; font-size: 30px;[/newclass][newclass=bullcrap:hover]font: 20pt georgia; color: #C2BEC0; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: -2px; width: 100px; float:right; padding-right: 7px; -webkit-transition:all 2s ease; -moz-transition:all 2s ease; -o-transition:all 2s ease;[/newclass][classy=bullcrap][STYLE=font: 20pt georgia; text-align: justify; width: 100px; float:right; padding-right: 7px;]you thought you were there to guide me[/style][/classy] [STYLE= font: 7pt arial; color: #64767E; text-align: right; letter-spacing: 2px; width: 100px; float:right; padding-right: 7px;]you were only in my way [/style]
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It’s just one of those days life likes to bite a person in the ass. Just like his plan of sneaking out, getting his ward and hiding back inside went. It went the second that teacher of theirs revved up that bike of his with a swarm of those zombified creatures trailing after his tail. Zombified… only thing missing are the moans and the falling off skin. Not to mention the damn stench of rotting corpses. Amakusa didn’t flinch at the thought. The hardened warrior saw enough corpses to last him a few centuries if human life allow him such a luxury.
Pity, it wouldn’t let him. The teen shoved himself to the wall, curses with a mix of English and his foreign tongue hissed out of his lips. Just great… he glanced at the far right to see an incoming wolf already dancing with the creatures in a mix of brutality and sadism. He raised an eyebrow at the show. Then… simply dropped it before two creatures dropped down before him. They hissed, blood dribbled out of their ungodly jaws.
An ordinary mortal would have run, and ordinary human would have screamed bloody murder. But the teen kept his cool. “Ah shit… What the frack?!” The red-head ducked an oncoming scratch he moved to his left, snapping his left at the creature’s middle, he pulled out a knife then jammed it at its heart he twisted it, hearing the squelched of the heart being grounded he pulled out the knife. “Fucking hell.” Another cuss, he side stepped another one from stabbing at his back. The speed and precision he had to count. By god… for the first time he thanked the gods he actually was a trained killer.
BANG
Smoke cleared from cold metal barrel as the boy fired a few shots at one of the surrounding creatures. He barely heard the harsh snarl from the brown wolf, instead he concentrated on his own affairs. Attack now, chat later before he dies a painful humiliating death. Blood splattered against the black leather his boot soon met the face of one of his attackers. “Back you fuckheads, get lost.” He grumbled irritatedly under his breath. So much for leaving…
Might as well go to where he can get some cover. He started to move, then another blocked his path. Amakusa jammed his Russian glock at the mouth of his prey then fired five automatic shots at the creature, blasting a good portion out from the back of its head. Brain matter anyone? Amakusa shoved it away then dashed for the two teachers each battling their own fair share of baddies. “Wow, lively night were having aren’t we?” He greeted with that easy going smile of his before he grabbed an oncoming vampire by the arm then tossed him in a body throw on the ground. He’s knife pulled before plunging it straight at its brain.
::TAGS:: Event ::MUSIC:: ::NOTES:: Round three baby!
Post by EVENT MANAGER on May 9, 2012 8:59:08 GMT -6
Slowly, and slowly they gather around their prey, as though some of their brethren fell against the might of their prey’s attacks that didn’t mean the lowly class of insane-driven level E’s will stop in their assault. In fact… the large amount of blood spilling from the slowly disintegrating brothers and sisters filled their drive even more.
Blood their dinner, and their nourishment. These mortals have that. Shadows moved as more of the creatures emerged from the shadows while three jumped down from the highest roof right above the gathering team. If this narrator’s guess is right, right above the teacher’s head. Especially the raven head who had been idiotic enough to… attract their attention in the first place. Oh dear… now they’re going aerial,
What’s the strategy now boys? Abort or fight knowing the stakes just gotten a tad bit high for comfort. And what about the omega and the other wolf, four vampires were slowly circling around the brown wolf.
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Much less for any of them to be here and he didn't like the thought of what could happen next. But this was about fighting and getting out alive nothing more then that, well okay and keeping other people from getting hurt. Luci didn't think much of it but he had a feeling this was not going to end well. The male looked up at the vampires that were jumping at them trying to bring his weapon around. "Claude! Look up!" Was all he said before the vampire mauled him and knocked him to the ground, he held the knife to keep it from biting him. But this was getting out of hand, his back was cut up and bruised from hitting the ground like that.
He would not quit fighting, the more that showed the harder his rage was to hide. He was always the calm teacher who didn't do much of anything to anyone. The hunter kicked the vampire off and just jumped back into the fighting. His wounds would not slow him down, he could handle some pain. His worries were on Claude and his team, even that human who was getting to close or into this thing.
He didn't like the wolves all that much but they needed help to, what was he supposed to do. Being only one guy but then again he never gave up easily did he.[/style][STYLE=text-align: center; color: #DAD6E8; font-size: 10px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2px; opacity: 0.8;]made by kiwii at btn![/style]
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Deleted: *goes back to studying, trying to ignore the girl shooting spitballs*
Mar 5, 2016 0:28:25 GMT -6
Miki Holland: This sucks! It's boring!! *falls back in her chair on purpose and lays on the floor*
Mar 5, 2016 0:31:53 GMT -6
Deleted: *notices Miki fall from the chair, knows it was on purpose because she can feel the emotions, though the new emotions gave her reason to ask anyway* Oh my gosh are you okay? *has moved next to Miki to help her up*
Mar 5, 2016 0:33:23 GMT -6
Dmitri Vorotaev: Hah, just leave her for a moment. She'll get back up when it bores her.
Mar 5, 2016 0:37:41 GMT -6
Miki Holland: *rolls her eyes* I'm already bored! It's like a funeral home in here! *lays on the floor defiantly*
Mar 5, 2016 0:40:25 GMT -6
Deleted: *Miki refused her help so she went back to her desk to study* If you say so....
Mar 5, 2016 0:42:25 GMT -6
Miki Holland: You guys are no fun at all. *scowls*
Mar 5, 2016 0:43:21 GMT -6
Deleted: It's funny because he suggested I act more fun the other day.... I told him that studying was more important.... and here I am.
Mar 5, 2016 0:44:14 GMT -6
Miki Holland: So you're a nerd.
Mar 5, 2016 0:45:39 GMT -6
Dmitri Vorotaev: *sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose* That will end you in an early grave. Try having a hobby. But try not to be like THIS ONE. *He laughs softly and pokes the side of Miki's head*
Mar 5, 2016 0:46:17 GMT -6
Miki Holland: *tries to bite his finger*
Mar 5, 2016 0:46:52 GMT -6
Deleted: That is right, I'm the one that will help you pass the class if he thinks you need to raise your grades.
Mar 5, 2016 0:52:44 GMT -6
Deleted: I do have a hobby, I read. x.x
Mar 5, 2016 0:53:03 GMT -6
Miki Holland: Pffft. *puts her hands behind her head* As if. It's not like they'd kick me out. Your hobby is lame. When was the last time you weren't surrounded by walls?
Mar 5, 2016 0:58:00 GMT -6
Deleted: I believe the answer to that is when I'm outside.
Mar 5, 2016 1:03:30 GMT -6
Miki Holland: So not recently then.
Mar 5, 2016 1:05:34 GMT -6
Deleted: *places her stuff back in the backpack* Not true, I go outside all the time.
Mar 5, 2016 1:06:58 GMT -6
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