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    Dark Storm Rising -OPEN-

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    Alin Dumitru

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    Re: Dark Storm Rising -OPEN-

    Post  Alin Dumitru on April 29th 2012, 10:55 pm


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    Alin watched as the Russian vampire huntress disappeared, his eyes narrowed. He sighed, turning to the Italian vampire. "Calm yourself, Veneziano. We will get our blood soon."



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    Lynette Bonnefoy

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    Re: Dark Storm Rising -OPEN-

    Post  Lynette Bonnefoy on April 29th 2012, 10:58 pm

    Hearing her brother's voice and then a growl, it well, it pissed Lynnette off even more. Thinking he was being attacked, she quicky retaliated. Stepping out of the shadows slightly, gun drawn, she aimed it out there....but the only person she saw was her brother. Sighing, his words rang in her mind.
    " I highly suggest you leave before things get too out of hand." .

    Completely ignoring him, she asked out loud, her lanky figure casting a shadow on the roof. Her eyes pulsating a fierce ruby red, she cocked her head to the side. "Enough with the fun & games Francis. Where is the bloodsucking leech?!" she said, in a voice not like her own...this was a different side of the kind, bubbly Lynette. She gripped her gun tightly in her hand, glaring at her brother.

    This was the deadly, killing machine Lynette.........



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    Feliciano Vargas
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    Post  Feliciano Vargas on April 29th 2012, 11:20 pm



    "Too... Too late for that" The Italian struggled in pain of thirst, and hunger. His lips were starting to get dry and his eyes were almost animal like. He can no longer hold it any longer. He gave out this plan... A Blood hunting spree, he wasn't there to follow anyone, nor have conversation with anyone at all. All he ever wants is have a drink, no longer caring about his sanity or safety any longer. All he had planned, he wanted to be drenched with blood and proceed with the meeting. With his red crimson eyes, he looked at Alin and the other female who he was having a conversation with. "I vow to myself, I wont attack a human as you commanded Alin... I'll drink an animal's blood... See you at the meeting." Hungry is Hungry, a person or not, whenever it was hungry, it could eat everything. Animal's blood isn't satisfying but it would satisfy a growling stomach. Veneziano took a steps back and he made a run for it, towards the dark, as he entered, he turned into a bat, colliding and joining with the other bat's so he wouldn't be mistaken.



    While in the air, the sky is starting to be gloomy, as if something war or even a great battle will occur. This will be a long night all right. As he fled across the sky, he heard a horse, roared its neighing. A horse... Not bad. Sucking an animal wouldn't be that bad at this moment, at least this case he couldn't draw attention at all. Leaving the other bats to flied at their destination, he jetted aiming at the horse, who was in the same exactly location where the two brothers hide in the hack stack, luckily the Italian was still a new vampire, he didn't know the difference unless he would make a sniff for it. Few more feet away from the horse, Feliciano, turned himself into a half vampire, having a bat's wings behind his back, and attacked the horse down, bitting its neck while the horse cried in pain, drinking its blood until its blood fully ran out and lost its life; blood flow. Pulled out his fangs from the creature, blood would draw on at the corner of his lips...

    "Ah.. A satisfied gasp.

    Something else is around here... The Italian would look behind him and observed the hay stack.



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    Francis Bonnefoy

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    Re: Dark Storm Rising -OPEN-

    Post  Francis Bonnefoy on April 29th 2012, 11:46 pm

    Francis scowled for a moment, raising an eyebrow as his inhuman hearing caught her hissing, threatening words.

    "Ay, vampire! Don't lemme catch ya across my path again. This time I'm lettin' ya off for not attackin' those kids. But if I get any word ya did... I will hunt you down until my blade pierces your cold, dead heart..."

    The Frenchman couldn't help but be the slightest bit relieved that he hadn't attacked the group, despite the threat. "Merci. What comforting thoughts." He scoffed in a low hiss back, not seeming to care whether she heard him or not. With that, he reverted his attention back to Lynette, seeing as the previous Huntress was gone as well as the two other boys.

    However, Francis immidiately froze at the sight of the gun in Lynette's hands, eyes widening with alarm; instinctively, his muscles tensed, and his fangs began to lenghten. And by the tone of Lynette's voice, it was clear she wasn't playing around. Unable to help himself, the Frenchman's lips curled back in a slight snarl of warning.

    "You're speaking to him."

    The Frenchman didn't regret the words that slipped out, his now crimson eyes narrowing in a sharp glare back at Lynette. Shifting into a crouching position, Francis was tensed and prepared if Lynette attacked; his options would be to either shapeshift and fly off to safety, dodge, to attack Lynette, or to harmlessly leap off the building. As much as he hated the thought of harming his sister, the cruel, dastardly part of him hissed at him to attack. Sister or not, she was a Vampire Huntress, a threat to his life and Francis' deadly enemy.

    "If you value your own brother's life, I suggest you put that gun down, otherwise I'll have no choice but to force you. I'd rather not hurt you, Lynette. Put it down." Francis hissed out, not taking his mezmerizing, crimson gaze off of Lynette.
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    Post  Lynette Bonnefoy on April 29th 2012, 11:59 pm

    "You're speaking to him," .

    Those words rang in her head as her eyes widened & she dropped her gun, backing away. "No...you're lying....my.....my brother isn't a vampire!" she screamed, tears welling up into her eyes. "He's not!" she screamed, slowly seeing black patches in her vision. "I-its not true, right?" she asked, swaying slightly, letting the tears fall & feeling very faint. She knew it wasn't true. It couldn't be! Was it really?



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    Post  Guest on April 30th 2012, 12:23 am

    Feeling at ease, The Latvian hugged his brother tightly. Raivis had lost every feeling of hopelessness and felt as if nothing could harm him and his Brother as long as they were together. "Everything is alright Brother" He said as He looked up at his Brother with his large innocent eyes, "Nothing can hurt us as long as we have each other".

    Like his Brother, Latvia was under a trance and felt none of the feelings He felt in his day to day life. For the first time in a long time, He felt invincible and regained his childhood innocence.

    "I love you Brother" He said with a soft smile, before closing his eyes and drifting off into a peaceful slumber.
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    Alin Dumitru

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    Re: Dark Storm Rising -OPEN-

    Post  Alin Dumitru on April 30th 2012, 2:12 am


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    The vampire sighed as his accomplise left, leaving him now alone in the old Romanian town. He proceeded to walk throughout the town, making his way through it in only a matter of minutes. He soon became disappointed that he ha yet to find his prey for that night. Alin heard his stomach growl and put his hand over his stomach, sighing in dissatification. He needed to find something to feed his hunger. His dark crimson eyes stared out into the dark forest that surrounded the town.
    There he saw a woman, lost and wondering in the woods. She looked to be in her early twenties, long wavy blond hair, striking icey blue eyes and porcelin skin - surely a very beautiful woman indeed. It would be so sad to see such a young and lovely person go, but the devil inside the ancient vampire couldn't care less about something like that. Not killing someone for such a thing would only so a vampires weakness, and that was something that Alin refused to do.
    Smiling gentlemanly, he approached the girl. "Salut, miss, are you lost~?"
    The young woman looked at him, at first not answering him. Then she nodded. "Da, I am... I was on my way back to Bucharest... but..." She looked at their surrounding again. "As you can see that did not turn out so well..." She sighed.
    He nodded. "That is a horrible thing to have happened to such a beautiful young lady such as yourself." Alin took one of the girl's hands in his, bowing down slightly a placing a soft kiss upon th top of her hand. "I know the area very well, for I have lived here for years. Allow me to escort you back to the city." He looked at her with caring eyes. This was only a part of his plan to get his blood, just part of his disguise. He could tell by the look in the woman's eyes that his plan was working. Vampires always were granted with a deadly beauty that could easily lure any human into their trap. That was alway enough to distract their victim.
    In a fast movement, thanks to his vampiric speed, the Romanian vampire's fangs pierced the girls neck. it had happened so fast, the blond woman could not register what was happening until the very last moment where she tried to scream out for help, but it only came out as a soft whisper before she fell limp in the vampire's arms. He dropped her limp body to the ground and licked the blood off his lips, his hunger now satisfied.
    Alin sighed contently, pulling a chained watch from his pocket and looked at the time. It was reaching midnight. He put the watch back in his pocket.
    "Well now... I say it's about time I returned home. The meeting will be starting soon." With that being said, the ancient transformed himself back into a brown bat and made his flight back to the Dumitru mansion.
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    Re: Dark Storm Rising -OPEN-

    Post  Alfred F. Jones on April 30th 2012, 3:34 am


    Alfred said nothing more as the vampire stated what time he should be expected. He watched as she shape-shifted and became a harmless cat, disappearing easily into the shadows as she scurried off. He narrowed his eyes, reaching for his cigarettes, when they were snatched away in the process. He turned his head to the Huntress, puzzled as to how he didn't sense her. Perhaps, he had been too distracted by the other vampire. Yes, he prayed that had been the reasoning. "Hilarious..." He said in a dark tone, not finding the humor in her words at all, but he usually wasn't this sour when it came to Eireann. He just wasn't in a mood, because of the vampire. "So, why are you roaming these parts?" He gestured to the woods around them and then to the castle that was visible from over the treeline.



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    Post  Guest on April 30th 2012, 3:48 am


    Stil in trance, half-conscious... He and his brother hide there inside the hay stack, panting and breathing through his mouth. His heart were pounding fast and looked over at his brother, being under the spell as well. He took his brothers word to heart, as his eyes continues to glow, even though he was in trance, he still felt the warmth created in his heart. Eduard nodded at his brother and placed a finger over his lips, signaling him to be quiet.

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    Eduard quickly hugged his brother hearing the poor horse shed its cries while its blood was being sucked by a bloodthirsty vampire... In out of curiosity. He hasn't seen a vampire in very close contact. Latvia and Him were in a check mate position if were playing chess. If he gets out of the stack... He and his brother would be exposed. If they didn't kept themselves quiet, they'll be discovered. Estonia chose the easiest path by staying quiet with his brother inside the hay stack. Still curious, he looked closely, his eyes widen seeing a vampire sucking a horse's blood almost in a maniacally way.
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    Post  Feliciano Vargas on April 30th 2012, 5:13 am

    Warning: Gore reply. Death of Eduard Von Bock.

    Feliciano refused to let go of the horse, as its struggles away from his grasp. Sucking all it blood until it loosens its life. The horse continues to struggle until Feliciano had sucked all its blood, slowly stopped doing so and finally the horse stopped moving, now lifeless. The Northern Italian hissed, pulling his fangs out from the animal, as he slowly stood up, wiping the blood had dripped from the corner of his lips. "Hah..." He breathed out not satisfied with his meal. Currently his back was facing the hay stack, he held his head back, looking at the mood. Obviously it was reaching to Midnight. There was going to be a meeting will be taken place, but the question is... Was he a part of it? He didn't see himself importance since he was fairly new... No one knows him yet, so why bother show up?

    His chest moved forward, as he sniffed the air with his eyes closed. - He sniffed a scent. Oh, it's not so far away, nor even far of his reach. That scent was in this very woods. His eyes glowed red against the moon light, finally catching the prey he need. Slowly, he would turn his face towards the hay stack as his body faced towards it. He tilted his head almost smiling, licking his lips with his cold tongue. Panting, he wasn't satisfied with the meal, animal blood? Doesnt taste much better than the humans, though Italy wouldn't know because, that farthest blood he had ever had is a horse's blood. What would it taste like drinking a humans blood.

    Italy, smirking and darkly chuckling, as he walked towards the hay. He detected there was a human inside it. Hiding, possibly in a fetal position, or perhaps, brothers hugging each other. "Oh~ Come out, Come Out, wherever you are~ I won't show mercy if you didn't get out~" Italy knew better, he knew there was a human inside it but yet, no one had get out or even have the nerve to get out. His smirk gotten bigger so has his eyes, his crimson red eyes, shined against the moon. He observed at the hay stack again, still no one is coming out. "Not coming out...? I guess I'LL GET OUT OF THERE!!!" Feliciano fiercely screamed, with his sharp nails, thrusting and directly stabbed into the Estonian’s abdomen, as blood drew, Feliciano sniffed out the fresh of the young boy’s blood.

    ”So… Fresh and a healthy blood!”

    Veneziano was obviously was hungry for more. He couldn’t help it but sinked his hand into the Estonian’s stomach as for as his wrist finally entered the body, his hand immediately grabbed the other’s spinal cord ”Oh~? I grabbed something!” The Italian was out of his mind, the blood he has been craving was there in front of him, no way he could ever let that go. With a lone arm, he carried the Estonian out of the stack and threw him against the a tree as hard as a batted would his a homerun. ”eeeek!” A hiss from the Italian vampire, as he lunged forth towards the Estonian.

    He sent his first punch with his strength so the Estonian couldn’t or can no longer fight back, he didn’t care anymore, the cries he was having, the pain the teenager was enduring, all he wants is blood. That’s it, end of story. He grabbed the Estonian’s arms, break them apart, with his abdomen leaking blood, Veneziano couldn’t just ignore such a thing. He inserted his hand again, but this time, breaking the organ’s he had inside as it splatters blood, pulled his arms out again, smelling the blood covering his hands. ”Ah~” Veneziano happily sighed. His red eyes glowed into the darkness, staring at the teenager’s eyes passed through his glasses, Veneziano, leaned quickly against him, bit his neck and drink his blood. He can’t just stop yet, his hand did also had a task. The Italian dug his nailed upon the Estonian’s chest, opening his chest up, revealing his organs. With a smile, the Italian Vampire took what the thing he say that was beating, he grabbed the heart in his palms, pulled it from the Estonian’s body. He looked at it all glorified, he opened his mouth, as his fangs grew out its length, and bit the heart of the Estonian, drinking his blood again.

    Once the blood ran out, the Estonian without a doubt is already dead. The heart stopped pumping awhile ago and Italy squashed the heart in his palms as it exploded in front of his face, some if its blood splattered on his face. Now… He was done with the Estonian. He stood up, seeing what he had done. There lies an Estonian against a tree, his body is completely opened up, with out a heart in his chest. Slowly, Italy looked over his shoulder, looking now at the Latvian…

    ”... You’re next…”




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    Post  Guest on April 30th 2012, 4:56 pm

    The Latvian watched in horror as his Brother was being torn apart by the demonic being. Still being under the influence of the vampire hunters spell, His senses were dulled to the point where He couldn't see evil even if it was staring him in the eyes. In a huge panic, The boy ran right past the vampire and knelt next to his Brothers corps. Tears were streaming down his pale cheeks as he placed his hand on his Brothers cheeks and stared into his blank expression. "W-wake up Brother.....P-Please....You have to wake up!" He screamed as tears were flowing down his cheeks. Having the innocence of a child, Raivis couldn't even imagine how something so cruel as death could exist.

    Feeling empty and heart broken, Raivis slowly raised his hands and gently closed his Brother's eyelids so that it appeared as if He was sleeping. Gently, The Latvian held his Brothers cold hand "G-Goodnight Brother......I will see you in the morning" He said in a weak and shaky voice. Raivis stayed, not taking his eyes off his Brother as he wept in agony, Not knowing what fate was about to bestow on him.

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    Post  Guest on April 30th 2012, 6:10 pm

    OOC: Okay. This is a late reply. I just need to put how Estonia felt upon his death. "/ Feli... I'm scared of you from now on.


    At the moment of his fate. He hugged his brother, he was now aware that the beast was out there staring at them. Without a second, he listened to him, then suddenly the vampire's hand sunked into his stomach. "Kah..!" The pierce was deep to the fact he could no longer scream, he winced his eyes, grimmaced looked on his face suffering from the pain. That moment, he was no longer in trance as his eyes started to come back to normal, waking to his senses. Soon, he was thrown against the tree, he thought it was the moment or chance to have his escape but before he could the Italian was too fast for him.

    His eyes widen. "ARGH!!!" Estonia screamed in vain feeling his arms were now broken... Feeling his bones being ripped and crushed apart. Eduard couldn't help but cry, tears were over flowing his eyes, besides that blow, he thought it was over with. Estonia screamed again and again every time he felt pain, his blood were getting sucked by a vampire. "RAIVIS!!!!! RUN!!!! Ah!" Eduard screamed again, but that one last scream was that moment his chest was ripped open and heart was pulled out. Immediately, the Estonian lost his life, slanting his body against the tree with shock, his eyes were open but soon was closed by his brother, Raivis Galante.

    The moment his heart was forced to explode, Estonia wasn't moving any longer. The pain he felt was unbreable to the fact that he couldn't no longer handle anymore that he let himself die. His struggles were useless... Eduard Von Bock, died in vain, slowly and painfully.
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    Post  Lynette Bonnefoy on April 30th 2012, 6:27 pm

    Dropping to the ground, she started to cry. "How...how-WHEN did this happen?!" she said, only to hear a faint scream, snapping her out of her crying fit & making her once again pick up her gun. "....I'll be back for you later...." she said, standing up, ging one last glare at her brother, filled with confusion, shame, hate, and fear at the same time before she ran & sommersaulted off the building, landing perfectly on her feet as she ran towards the scream.

    The sound led her to what seemed like an abandoned barn, but as she got closer, she could catch the faint lighting in the barn. She sniffed the air. "Once again, humans & vampires....." she said, silently walking towards the door, just in time to catch a brunette vampire, slashing up what looks like a corpse and a young boy run over to it crying. Not really being able to hear the conversation, she understood EXACTLY what was going on. Sneaking closer to the door, she stood next to the door, showing only her tanned face as her ruby eyes pulsated. She locked onto the brunette's shoulder & shot her gun. "Leech....always harming innocent civillians," She thought to herself.



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    Post  Francis Bonnefoy on April 30th 2012, 7:11 pm

    Francis's defensive position slackened slightly at the sight of his sister's tears. "Oui, it's true." The Frenchman held back a growl and instead sighed softly, crimson gaze fading back to their original, icy blue color. "Lynette, this-" Francis stopped, his eyes narrowed at the sound of the sudden scream; the reeking scent of blood told him all he needed to know.

    "....I'll be back for you later...."

    Not too sure whether that was exactly good or bad, the Frenchman couldn't help but silently glare back at his sister, watching as she aruptly took off. Francis wasn't one to intrude on another vampire's feedings, however, the Frenchman simply couldn't watch his sister run off to where, from the stench of blood, was a brutal killing. Cursing under his breath, Francis swiftly shifted into the form of a small, black bat in a split second.

    Without a sound, he took off speedily after Lynette, gliding down to the ground once near the barn, where the strong scent of the blood was located. Landing silently by the door, he shifted back to his regular form; naturally, he was tempted by the scent of the blood, but knew better.

    He couldn't help but jump slightly in alarm at the sight of Lynette shooting the gun at the vampire in the barn-the sight alone of his sister comitting such an act both frustrated and annoyed the Frenchman, much unlike any other Hunter or Huntress he'd seen; uttering a low, irritable hiss, he abruptly sped forward in a blurr of speed behind Lynnete, snaking an arm tightly around her waist, his free hand pulling her arm down before snatching the gun from her hand and, with a disgusted grimace, tossing the weapon aside. "Lynette, stop this!"

    The Frenchman didn't dare glance at the mangled, bloody corpse in the barn; even his self control would cut loose if he laid his eyes on such a brutal scene. Sure, he'd seen worse, but now was not the time to be lose control. He only glanced at the other vampire, observing the bullet wound in his shoulder as the Frenchman securely restrained Lynette for a moment longer before releasing her.

    As much as this was utterly against his nature, Francis strode forward, past the mangled corpse, and briskly grasped the Latvain boy's arm, carefully pulling him away from the vampire and the corpse. "Don't struggle. I'm helping you." He hissed softly into the boy's ear, eyes narrowed, before moving the boy behind him.
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    Post  Feliciano Vargas on April 30th 2012, 7:23 pm



    Feliciano smirked watching the boy cry to his brother. He raised his chin up, looking at the little boy, not caring if he's crying nor sulking over his brother's death. All Feliciano believed that it was a circle of life, but instead of Estonia would go to heaven, he could be animal food, OR a vampire. Either both, but the second choice isn't most likely going to happen. With red glowing eyes, Feliciano leaned behind the Latvian and stroked his hair, and suddenly gripped on his hair, tilting his head on to the side, as he licked the Latvian's neck, and flesh. "Your blood... I can smell it. You've been eating sweets lately - You're probably swe- KYAH!" whispered by the Italian but soon he was cut when suddenly, someone had grabbed him and shot his shoulder, letting out a painful scream.


    He struggled until he was let go and felt another of a vampire's presence, why did he didn't feel them at all? Of all this time, he had been feeling he had been connected with the other vampires but, this time, it looks like he had been looking connectivity. Once he was let go, he grabbed his bleeding shoulder, clutching on it. He hissed in anger, Feliciano was no longer the Italian everyone knows... He stared at the French observing he is one of their kind. "Dammit... This is your sister? Get a hold of her, she's not in our side!" Italy grunted and protested.

    In any way... He has to leave. I'll catch you in the meeting, Bonnefoy." Italy quickly dashed outside suddenly turning himself to a bat, since he was now injured, he had troubled flying towards the Romanian Castle.




    Gah! I had a badass reply but I had to change it! *Has been planning to rape and turn Lynette into a vampire for a long time now X'D



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    Post  Ivana Braginska on April 30th 2012, 7:30 pm



    With the moon full and high in the sky, the Russian dhampir continued on her way. She found the European streets were slowly emptying. The smell of blood filled the night air and she could feel her fangs extract from her gums. Damn you, D'yavol papa... She licked her fangs with her tongue and tried to soothe the hunger that she felt. Even as a dhampir, she had inherited her father's "appetite" for blood. She knew that she would have to feed.

    Walking through the streets, Ivana noticed that many of the townspeople were... vampires.

    A cruel smirk went on to the dhampir's lips. She was determined to make her father's life a living hell by killing ALL of his children. A vampire approached her and Ivana played along, waiting for her moment to strike. Once the two were alone, Ivana mercilessly stabbed the vampire in the chest. "Since you are one of his children, Ai guess you have no choice but to die now, da?"

    Ivana took her blade out of the vampire and cut him all over his body. She took her blade and cut out the vampire's heart. Nothing but the stench of blood filled the air. Blood splattered on her black dress and her crimson irises flashed. Then she felt the prescence of something human behind her...

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    Post  Lynette Bonnefoy on April 30th 2012, 8:07 pm

    *stares at Feli & slowly backs away* Say WHAT?! O_o *looking around for her big brother* FRANCIS!!!!
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    Lynette felt an arm around her waist, pulling her away from the barn and snatching her gun out of her hand. "FRANCIS?!?! Francis, let GO of me!!! she yelled.

    "Lynette, stop this!"

    She couldn't speak, she was too angry. Angry that he had helped a. Vampire & that he WAS one, & also, he was ruining her fun. As he ran to the boy's aide, she glared at the brunette vampire, making herself v & standing in the doorway of the barn, dressed in all black with her ruby eyes piercing the vampire's and her long blonde hair blowing in the cool, midnight breeze. Cursing to herself, the hat gave the vampire time to turn into a bat & fly away. , "Oh, no you don't!" she said, before pulling a knife out of her boot & throwing it at the bat, barely missing it, but it grazed his wing. She then ran inside to asess the damage. A dead corpes sat towards the side, making her cover her nose to keep from throwing up. She calmly walked over to her brother & asked the boy, "Are you okay?" as she held out her hand to the boy, completely ignoring her brother's presence.[quote]



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    Post  Francis Bonnefoy on April 30th 2012, 8:53 pm

    -whistles casually- o_o





    Francis narrowed his eyes at the Italian, an irritable expression crossing the Frenchman's features.

    "Dammit... This is your sister? Get a hold of her, she's not in our side!"

    The Frenchman scowled, a hiss rising up in his throat. "Yes, she's my sister. However, that's none of your concern."

    "I'll catch you in the meeting, Bonnefoy."

    Francis muttered something under his breath, casting a glare at the Italian. "The same to you. Next time, I might not be around to your sorry ass, mon ami." Watching the Italian fly off for a moment, the Frenchman glanced at Lynette, letting out a light hiss when she threw the knife at the flying Italian.

    "Mon dieu..Will you ever learn, Lynette?" Francis growled, crossing his arms as he watched Lynette come over; noticing her cover her nose, he couldn't help but sneer a bit, keeping himself from looking at the corpse.

    "A bit squeamish, are we? Pitiful, truly." With a slight roll of his eyes, the Frenchman glanced back at the Latvian boy, giving a slight tilt of his head as he listened to the boy's heartbeat. "Well, he's alive and isn't injured. That's good enough for me." Francis commented, raising an eyebrow as he studied the boy with a slight shrug, moving out of Lynette's way.
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    Lynette Bonnefoy

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    Re: Dark Storm Rising -OPEN-

    Post  Lynette Bonnefoy on April 30th 2012, 9:43 pm

    WHAT?!........Francis, you ass......... You won't be whistling when all your precious wine comes up missing *walks away*
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    Lynette rolled her eyes. "Oi, Tais-toi, before I rip your freaking vocal chords out without having any second thoughts!!! Who the hell was that anyway?!" she snapped, pointing towards where the vampire had flew off. "Well...aren't. You gonna suck him dry? Just like the average blood-sucking leech?" she said, her tone somewhat mocking as she stared at her brother & gently picked up the small boy, & scanning the barn for a door leading to a house or something.



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    Francis Bonnefoy

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    Re: Dark Storm Rising -OPEN-

    Post  Francis Bonnefoy on April 30th 2012, 10:50 pm

    You wouldn't dare :U -secretly runs off for wine- o_o




    Francis raised an eyebrow, unable to help but smirk at Lynette's words.

    "Oi, Tais-toi, before I rip your freaking vocal chords out without having any second thoughts!!! Who the hell was that anyway?!"

    A sneer curled at his lips, and he gave a slight roll of his eyes. "Ah, so you'd do that to your own brother? How typical. Nonetheless, as much as I'd hate to, I'd kill you before you could." The Frenchman replied a bit too casually, brushing a lock of his curly blonde hair back, although his smirk was replaced with a scowl. "Like I'd tell you. It's none of your business, Lynette." Francis scoffed, then glanced in slight surprise at Lynette.

    "Well...aren't. You gonna suck him dry? Just like the average blood-sucking leech?"

    Francis hissed slightly, a flicker of annoyance in his icy blue eyes. "Of course not." He replied, looking just slightly taken aback. "What led you to that assumption? I'll have you know, I rarely attack children, Lynette. And I already fed a while ago, so there wouldn't be exactly much of a point." He gave a slight, absentminded shrug, raising an eyebrow as he watched Lynette pick up the boy.

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    Re: Dark Storm Rising -OPEN-

    Post  Guest on May 1st 2012, 12:05 am

    Raivis was paralyzed in fear as He heard the French vampire talk about feeding and didn't take his eyes off of his Brother's corps. He was beginning to regain his senses and suddenly realized that these people were cold blooded killers and that they mustn't be trusted. With all his strength, He screamed and forced himself out of the Parisians arms and ran for the exit.

    Without looking back, He ran as fast as his legs would allow him into the nearby forest. The Latvian could not get the image of his Brother out of his mind and after what felt like he was running for ages, He collapsed and broke down crying. Raivis was now an empty shell without his Brother and began feeling hopeless and alone.

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    Lynette Bonnefoy

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    Re: Dark Storm Rising -OPEN-

    Post  Lynette Bonnefoy on May 1st 2012, 12:09 am

    Honhonhonhon~ *dangles the wine valt keys* Maybe I'll even invite Iggy-brows over to cook some of his SPECIAL scones that you just love!!!!!
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    Lynette rolled her eyes. "Luckily for you, you're family. That's one thing that's keeping me from blowing your brains out.....plus, this kid's been through enough...." she said, her voice trailing off. And then it happened. "Oh honhonhonhon~, he looked SO adorable right then *le rape face & dark aura appears*" she said as the boy ran off, waving as he got farther away. One tip, whenever Lynnette makes "the face", please run for your lives, because somebody in that room is gonna get raped or severely violated....O_o



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    Eireann Ó'Reilly
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    Re: Dark Storm Rising -OPEN-

    Post  Eireann Ó'Reilly on May 1st 2012, 12:48 am


    Eireann sighed and took a drag from her stolen cigarette, blowing out a streamline cloud of smoke into the crisp night air. It wasn't usual for Alfred to be so uptight, but she supposed he couldn't really help it with all the rising action that was going on. In fact, she was starting to grow a bit edgy herself. Her emerald eyes locked on the castle as he gestured toward it, rage burning deep within her gaze. As much as she hated the idea, she knew she would have to enter that dark lair quite soon. If she was going to gain any knowledge of her adversary's plans, attending his meeting was surely the way to do it.

    She turned to face the American once more, bearing a much more serious expression than the one she had greeted him with. "In sorts...same reason as you. But I suppose ya could say I'm 'required' to go anyway..." She growled quietly and kicked the ground at her feet, observing the cloud of dust that formed as she inhaled another round of smoke. "Besides, it's my best chance to get some inside details on that Romanian bastard. I dunno what e's plannin', but I doubt it's really some stupid truce. E's not that desperate...there must be some secret behind it all.."




    So much commotion! The young Transylvanian was having a tough time sitting through it all. As soon as the Russian girl had disappeared, Viorica had removed herself from her father's shoulders and left to the dark alleys in search of fresh prey. She was a stealthy and quiet type of predator, one that waited in the shadows and gradually tempted her prey to come within her grasp. However, the level of gore that some of her fanged brethren displayed was utterly appalling to her. She could not bring herself to perform any such messy killings. Hers were swift, nay undetectable, and for the most part, clean. No one would be able to explain her vitcim's death.

    Within the outskirts of the town, Viorica sensed the presence of a human male. He was younger and most likely out trying to prove his courage or something ridiculous like that. She stood under the shadows of an old building to await his passage beside her. When he came amidst her range, she stepped out into the moonlight, her stunning appearance freezing the boy in his tracks. He stares at her with an awestruck gaze for several moments, speechless against her.


    "C-can I help you..Miss?" He asked shakily.

    Via put on an innocent facade and took a few steps toward him, her hypnotic ruby gaze already taking control over the boy's mind and body.
    "Yes, actually~ I was going to make my way through that forest just beyond the city limit, but I am too afraid to go at it alone. Do you think you could guide me? She pleaded in a desperate tone.

    The boy simply couldn't resist.
    "Anything for such a lovely lady like yourself~" Without hesitation, the boy led the young vampire to the patch of trees which she had instructed him too. He stopped and turned around to make sure she had kept up when to his surprise, the girl wrapped him in a tight hug. There was something about her smile that sent instant chills down his spine. It was so sinister that he felt his limbs lose feeling and lost all motor control over his limbs.

    "Thank you, love~ You're very kind..." Viorica purred before brushing her lips across the delicate flesh of the boy's neck in a teasing manner. "Don't worry. You won't feel a thing~" With a smirk, the girl's fangs extended and sank into the boy's running veins. The amount of vemon she prepared on her fangs was just enough to knock him unconscious from the start. There would be no screaming and squirming from this particular victim. Her grip tightened slightly around the boy as the sensational taste of blood washed over her tongue. She let out a soft moan of pleasure while he was drained dry, finally sitting his limp form upon the ground.

    Viorica licked the remaining blood from his neck and her lips, sealing his small wounds completely. It had been a successful hunt indeed and her body was flowing with new energy. There was no better feeling in the whole world, at least, as far as she knew. The vampiress smiled and tightened the tie of her cloak. It was time to fly.

    She spread her wings out to either side, transforming into a small brown bat much like her father did. In a few short flaps, she found herself gliding peacefully back toward her castle. Midnight was quickly approaching and it wouldn't be long until the true event began...
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    Re: Dark Storm Rising -OPEN-

    Post  Celdwyn Kirkland on May 1st 2012, 1:02 am



    The young Russian teen was sitting alone on a rock, his scarf was torn and bloody from a recent run in and he had a gash on his forehead that was not going to stop bleeding anytime soon. He had a broken cross on his neck and a lighter and a flask of high concentrated alcohol in his pocket. He ran his hand lightly over the gash, grunting a bit in anger and pain, "Damn it..." He looked at the blood on his hand, wincing a bit as he saw the blood, as it was pretty much his whole hand covered in blood.

    He looked up at the full moon, sighing a bit as he just wanted to close his eyes and drift off to sleep. He grumbled a bit as he laid down on the rock, shifting to his side as he tried to get comfortable. He closed his eyes ever slowly, as he drifted to a deep, blood loss induced sleep. His dream was of a simple time of his childhood, where he had no care in the world, only playing with his sibling and learning from his father. A small tear fell from the sleeping Russian's eye as he slept.
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    Ivan Braginski

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    Re: Dark Storm Rising -OPEN-

    Post  Ivan Braginski on May 1st 2012, 1:25 am


    I was too tired to edit this pic. I have a template for this RP coming up, but I didn't have time to finish it. That, and my ending was weak. I'm tired.. Bear with me.
    Cantering hooves against dry leaves thundered lightly in the misty shadows of the night. A hooded hunter astride a large black fresian paced swiftly between the trees, in search for those dwellers of the night...

    Amethyst irises glimmered in an almost inhuman manner against the darkness, almost glowing like some sort of animal's. Those unmistakable eyes belonged to none other but the well-known Ivan Braginski, but there has been something quite off about that man lately. Mainly the fact that his signature child-like smile was nowhere to be found. In fact, no type of smile has been seen from the platnum-haired Soviet for the longest time now. Now... Russia was cold... distant... hostile, even.

    Ever since that fateful day, Russia became a dark mistery once more.

    Now, Ivan cantered through the woodlands on the large black horse, gliding through the area like the Grim Reaper.... a Reaper seeking out the heads of those who turned his life back into a living hell.

    Suddenly, Ivan pulled back on the reins. The stallion drove his iron-shoed hooves into the ground and snorted, blowing a powerful gust of mist from it's flaired nostrils. Ivan took a deep inhale from the night air. Yes, they were near... he could smell them...

    The sent of the vampires sent his skin curling. Oh, how he loathed that stench..

    But suddenly, Ivan felt an excruciating pain shock through his chest. The Russian clapped a hand over his heard and let out an agonized scream, doubling over onto the neck of his horse in pain. If he hadn't been holding onto the horse's sides, he would have surely toppled off and onto the ground. What was this?! It burned... it felt like someone was ripping the heart out of his very body, yet no blood could be seen...

    Like all country personifications, Russia could feel when his territory is being attacked through physical pain. The Baltics, even though they were technically not Russian, were still Ivan's. That means he could actually feel pain when any one of his Baltics were being attacked by foregien personifications. It wasn't even funny how close he was in accuracy...

    Ivan groaned as the pain slowly began to ebb away when a scream ripped through the air. Amethyst irises flew open. He new that tone of scream all to well...

    "Estonia...." He whispered, seemingly near shock. Without a moment's hesitation, Ivan slammed his heels into the horse's side and shot off back into the night...

    He could sense the beings growing nearer... the smell of blood was intoxicating. But then... what was that? Latvia?! The Russian blinked and yanked his horse to a stop before leaping off and sprinting to the boy's sobbing form.

    "Raivis." The Russian's voice spoke out as he kneeled by the form and placed a heavy hand on the Latvian's shoulder. Ivan's tone wasn't exactly gentle, but it wasn't harsh either. Stunned worry glimmered in those glowing amethyst irises.

    Russia's attention was fixed far too much on the boy, that he didn't notice the dark clouds blocking the light from the Full Moon. One small ray of moonlight to shatter the shadow.... all hell could break loose...




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