It is the afternoon. Next turn it will be night.
Lanso Hadred
You tell your policeman to kill everyone. He seems torn for a moment, but decides to listen. He shoots the girl and the man. (4) He stops at the police officer. Who handcuffs him with ease, as your slave enters a catatonic state. He proceeds to attack you. (1) The pizzaboy comes up to the door and says "You know what, take the pizza, I'm out of here. " He leaves it on the ground. (6) Your lightning reflexes allow you to knock out this man with your strength (4)
Name : Lanso Hadred
Faction : Succubi ( Incubus )
Description : Lanso is a particularly handsome man, he has medium length blonde hair which is often spiked up on top of his head.
He has a set of wings which he keeps concealed beneath his long black coat that look as if they are covered in black feathers, very similar to that of an angel.
Despite this he is extremely handsome to women and has taken to feeding on them rather then men for that fact as well as for his deep seated desire to breed.
Stats
Strength: 1
Constitution: 1
Willpower:1
Dexterity: 2
Perception:1
Charisma:2
Intelligence:0
HP : 7
Food Points:0
Krakjaw
You head right. They follow. You jump down into the sewer, causing a splash. (3) Swat team members follow you down. They get some shots on you. -1HP (1)
((When it turns night, everyone alive gets there health back. ))
Name: Krakjaw
Faction: Were-Creature
Description: Half man and half Crocodile with large armorlike dark green scales coating the back of his body limbs, and face while small paler scales cover the remainder of his body, his hunger filled golden eyes and many viscious fangs put those that see him in a state of panic that makes diplomacy extremely difficult.
Stats
Strength:3
Constitution:2
Willpower:0
Dexterity:2
Perception:1
Charisma: 0
Intelligence: 0
HP: 1/7
Food Points:2
Donovan Toth
You decide to ask out the mayor to lunch, but your hunger makes you irratable. Next thing you know, you're sent flying out onto the street. *Thud* ow. "DON'T COME BACK!" -1HP (3)
Gender: Male
Faction: Vampire Hunters
Description: In the city of night where supernatural overrules the natural, it is not normal to find that whatever firstly inhabited the place works to purge whatelse may lurk in the shadows.
Humankind, the lifeblood of the earth. Donovan was only a measly farmer beforehand, adept with the plow and pitchfork, a cattle raiser and an agriculturist and also an apprentice to the local smith in his free time. Close friends with the local clergy and any other man or woman who came to his house for aid, he was a stern and hardworking man of the fields - producing crops aplenty with his knack in the arable land.
In time, the darkness grew. Rumors of death and famine ravaged the land, spreading by heresay and rumor. The village was soon visited by a vagabond band of soldiers - no doubt from the mercenary companies strewn across the region, and instead of being pillaged (as was the idea of the time then), were armed and trained to fight whatever was plaguing the land. Taking any able man to the fight, after months they were ready. The village was left safe in the hands of its leaders, and exhausted of most of its workforce -- turned into levied fighters.
Donovan, took on the role of a traveling smith, carrying his own set of customized knives. Swords and such were too much of a fancy to be taken by mere villagers, and it was then his first trials as a hunter came to be.
Stats
HP: 4-2
Food Points:-2
Sleep Points:2
Strength: 1-2
Constitution: 0-2
Willpower: 2-2
Dexterity: 1-2
Perception: 1-2
Charisma: 1-2
Intelligence: 2-2
Lenard Dinite
You try to get up, and hit your head on the dumpster floor. (3) -1 HP Ouch.
Name: Lenard Dinite
Faction: Disloyal Vampire mage stoner
Description: As if immortality wasn't heady enough, Lenard got addicted to mana potions "not too recently". He's really an all around addict to everything you can name; if he's not high by the time he clocks out for the day, he's not going to be a happy camper the next day; nor is he ever, really. He's almost skeletal-y thin, but his skin is loose and hangs off him like rolls of fat, a lot of it piling in the bowl between his hip bones. He's got shocking long white hair going every-which-way, mostly down around his stomach. His very bloodshot eyes bulge and twitch out of his head, which you can pretty much see his skull through. His lips are blood red, though, despite his skin being whiter than even the palest of other vampires.
His voice is simultaneously a high pitched whine and a deep rumble that comes from his lungs not working in sync anymore, and one being half sized and the other overinflated. He's paranoid to antisocial extremes. He hallucinates on a regular basis and takes nonsensical actions frequently as a result. He also keeps stashes of drugs in his skin folds.
He was last seen by a now dead blonde lady with a gun.
Str: 1
Con: 0
Will: 0
Dex: 5
Per: 1
Cha: 0
Int: 1
hp: 4/5
Inebriation:0
Blood:0
Jane Love
You decide to head back to the nest. Before you can get up to move, the detective brings you inside to heal. This is... nice. Too nice. You try to escape, but they insist. You are insisted into a jail cell. (1) "Do you recognize the man in this photo? He's missing. You'll procure him or be sentenced for murder of the first degree in court."
Name:Jane Love
Faction:Succubi (wings of course,)
Description:A red headed woman with unnatural beauty and blue eyes. Wear jeans and a hoodie for some reason.
Stats
Strength:0
Constitution:0
Willpower:2
Dexterity:1
Perception:1
Charisma:2
Intelligence:2
HP:5
Food:0
Harold Blake
You decide to try again. You have been shot by a random bystander for sexual harrassment. You are now a ghost. (1)
((You may now do ghostly things. Nothing too major or gamebreaking though. Or you can dissapear off the face of the earth and
FACE JUDGEMENT. If you roll a one on any action, you autimatically do so, and pass onto the afterlife. ))
Name: Harold Blake
Faction: Succubi
Description: Harold is an average looking man with short blonde hair, dark green eyes and an athletic build, the only unusual thing about his appearance is a slight lump on his back where his wings are concealed.
FIRST DEAD
Rand
Oh look you can read. Sort of. The letters are familliar, but you don't recognise the sequences. (2; set the time you were from) You see blinding lights and a while you are walking, you run into what apears to be a large metal machine that runs with some kind of reaction, one of magic. Someone is inside of it, probably controling it. Your massive intelect keeps you from going into future shock. (3) You have the intelligence to not be in it's path on the road. (4) You continue walking, and walking. You should be able to find the forest eventually right? Eventually, you give up. (1) You should be able to distil a little mana from the plants around you. Due to your massive intelect, you are able to procure 2 mana points of mana. (5)
((You are from the distant past))
Name: Rand
Faction: Mage
Description: Wears a black robe (which ever time period this is ) with glowing red eyes. He uses his supreme knowledge to create extremely potent potions.
Stats
Strength: 0
Constitution: 0
Willpower: 0
Dexterity: 0
Charisma: 0
Intelligence: 8
HP: 5
Mana:2
Food:0
Sleep:0
Marcus
You have traveled to the US with a good amount of money, $40 worth. Unfortunately, the people at the airport took away your pistol. You almost had it through, but you were caught. Fortunately the guards let you loose, seeing as you legally obtained it on your last visit to the US. (4) You are in the airport.
Name: Marcus Rothal
Faction: Vampire Hunter
Description: Marcus joined the military after graduating High School. He was not the smartest or most well-spoken soldier, but he quickly rose through the ranks as an excellent fighter with sheer determination. He earned all sorts of medals and accolades in his service for participating in several major battles. During this time, Marcus thought he would be killed any day, which caused him to become devout in the Islamic faith. After 3 years in Special Forces, he was discharged for killing an innocent civilian. He knew the civilian was a creature of the undead, but the military did not believe him and fired him.
Marcus is now home to bring about the will of Allah and send the satanic forces back into the deepest pits of Jahannam.
Stats
Strength: 1
Constitution: 1
Willpower: 2
Dexterity: 2
Perception: 2
Charisma: 0
Intelligence: 0
HP: 6/6
Food Points:0
((We *STILL* need more of the other races (ghouls), but the succubi race is unlocked again. Remember, unlimited sign ups. You could learn a lot about the setting by reading and participating in
this thread. ))
((The Succubi are being hit hard. ))
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