OOC: Untitled thread idea

[Angelus]

I'm not sure what to call this thread if it gets started so if anyone has any ideas what to call it please feel free to tell me and I will use the best one as the title.

This is kind of a spin-off story from the novel that I am writing at the moment but it is set in a different area whereas the novel is from the vampire's point of view this is set from two of his friends, two hunters point of view.

Okay the storyline is that there are a pair of hunters who hunt down vampires all over the world as well as any other evil thing, like zombies, ghouls and evil humans.

This thread has to have a villian- it has to to make the heroes look like heroes so as for the main villian of this thread it is a vampire but he is a real sociopath- think of the most evil person or people that you can think of and make them worse and you have the villian so anyone who wants to have fun playing a really nasty evil villian then this is your chance. (remember one thing though, everything goes.)

As for my character I'll be playing one of the main character, one of the hunters whose name is Rhys.

This is what he looks like:

Rhys
30 years old
6' 4"
200lbs
Grey eyes
Long brown hair
Main weapons: Silver longsword and a crossbow that fires silver bolts.

Rhys' whole life has been spent in training to hunt down the undead. He used to be a nice person but that was before someone close to him was killed. Ever since then he has been darker so as to stop anyone wanting to get close to him. He has a new partner though and her name is Alicia. He has done one thing though that he never thought he would ever do and that was save the life of and held two of the undead of several occasions, those two being Alic and Melissa. (the two main characters in my novel)

Clothing
Wears black pants, black shirt, black boots, black leather gloves and a long black coat.


I need someone to play the part of Alicia, the main villian (the fun character to play) plus some other villians and friends so if you wish to be a part of this thread please let me know.

 

[appleapps]

Alicia
25 years old
5’ 9”
130lbs, she had a finely toned body, not too muscular, and very shapely
Dark brown eyes
Dark brown hair – shoulder length
Main weapons: Crossbow with silver tipped arrows and wooden stakes

Alica has always been a free spirit. She has lived on her own most of her life and has been very capable of handling anything life deals her, until now. She has had a few men in her life but nothing-long term; most are too dependent for her liking. Her new partner Rhys has peeked her interest, he is different then the other men, but there is a wall there that she can’t seem to see beyond.

Clothing: Black T-shirt, black shorts, long black boots and a long black coat.

 

[appleapps]

*bumping this to the first page in hopes to find a villian so we can get this started*

 

[Jokas_Wild]

I'd be interested to be in this SL, it looks like a blast. I'm just not quite sure who/what to play. I don't think I have enough literary skill to play the lead villan but I am definetly interested in joing ya'll. PM me if you'd like me to join or post here, I'll check both. Thanks!

 

[MissCheevious]

Ooo, ooo. Pick me, pick me!

I'm more than willing to play the villian, or do you prefer to have a male villain? Let me know, I'd love to join up.

 

[Jokas_Wild]

Zane Sinclair
55
6'2"
200 pounds
Short black hair with a bit gray, almost a military cut
Blue eyes
Weapons: Crosses, Holy Water, Stakes (Old School )

Zane was the Watcher of Rhys and Alicia, their sort of boss and overseer. He was a senior member of the Order and few questioned him at this point, he was being considered for the top seat in the organization. It would be cemented if Zane could get that one damn thing that always eluded him, the Damonius Ring. It was held by a very powerful and evil person and Zane was going to have Rhys fetch it for him. Yes, Zane was not what he seemed but Rhys respected him like a father and Zane treated him like a son. But for this ring, a son was expendable as was Rhys friend there, Alicia....

 

[missedith]

Is anyone else needed? Minions, lackeys, toadies? I am good at comic relief minioning, if that fits.

 

[Jokas_Wild]

El Bumpo. Hopefully somone notices and we start the thread.

 

[missedith]

I'm sure it will get started, Angelus is a pretty busy guy though, so it could be a little while.

 

[Jokas_Wild]

True but still, stoked on this. I'm in a big writing mood recently!

 

[Angelus]

Sorry that I haven't been around lately to write the thread but I will do so soon, I just have to write it first then post it. Sorry to do it that way but it is the way that I write. I will have it done soon though.

 

[appleapps]

Sorry that I haven't been around lately to write the thread but I will do so soon, I just have to write it first then post it. Sorry to do it that way but it is the way that I write. I will have it done soon though.

No problem

*waits patiently*

 

[Jokas_Wild]

It's all good boss man, just glad yer not dead on us.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

It was the winter of 1348 that the Black Death came to the mountains of Central Europe, and so did he trying to escape it in case he was vulnerable to it.

The winter has a hard one, the snow deep and the cold bitter, but being a trapper it was also a very good time for my trade. I slogged my traplines daily, weather permitting, and had collected a fine selection of pelts. I had mink, ermine, marten and fox as well as a large supply of wolf pelts awaiting the spring to sell.

I was returning to my woodland cabin late one afternoon festooned with the days catch when I saw a horse and rider approaching the cabin. It had been over a month since I’d had any human company so I “Helllloooed” the rider as he dismounted and waved back when he spotted me trudging toward him and waved at me.

As I approached I saw he was wrapped in a dark brown cloak, had a scarf wrapped around his lower face and a large brimmed hat on his head. His boots came to his knees and the snow was nearly to their tops.

When close enough for normal conversation without shouting, “Hello. Care to step inside to warm yourself and have a hot bite to eat?”

He agreed most gratefully and graciously and later on I’d realize my error for I’d invited him in where he couldn’t have entered without that invitation.

We ate from the pot of stew over at the fireplace, had a hot drink and then some ale. I offered him the spare bed for the night and again he accepted my hospitality most graciously leaving a gold coin on the table to pay for the meal and bed over my protestations it was unnecessary.

Late in the night I began to wake feeling someone or something near me. There was a sudden pain in the side of my neck and I lay there almost awake and helpless to do anything for some unknown at the time reason.

I began to feel weaker and weaker when he spoke, “You’ve been a gracious host so I won’t drain you as I would have had you been otherwise.”

I watched as he used a dagger to cut the edge of his hand then pulled my mouth open to let his blood flow into my mouth. The hot and copper metal taste flooded my mouth as he said, “Drink and live forever. Swallow and become what I am. Become nearly immortal and far more than mortal.”

As I swallowed to empty my mouth and unknowingly obey him, “Drink and become a nosferatu as I am.”

I’m sure the horrified realization of what had just happened was on my face and in my eyes but his reassuring voice continued, “I’ll remain long enough to teach you what you need to know and then move on in my attempt to avoid the plague ravaging the cities and towns.
“You need to stay here and away from them until it’s run its course.”
He stayed for a month and during that time taught me to master my new powers and abilities enough so I wouldn’t err. He explained that there were several types of nosferatu or vampyres and that we were of the type that didn’t have to avoid the sun, although it did make us uncomfortable, as I soon learned for myself and now ran my traps at night like the true predator I’d become.

I learned to shape shift, I mastered the basics of flying. I learned what he called unconscious mind control, a form of hypnotism without having to use techniques yet to be discovered, and that we could see ourselves in mirrors. I also learned that while I wasn’t a religious person in the first place now churches were to be shunned as well as holy objects. I was taught that only a stake through the heart that remained there, immolation, or having my head severed and buried away from my body could truly kill me that I’d not die from any other physical damage. In fact I’d heal in a remarkably short time for wounds or injures. Also that I was now almost superhuman in strength and agility.

Now I’m 656 years old, although I still look to be in my late twenties or early thirties. I was 28 when he ‘made’ me. I’m one of the oldest of our type humans alive and as a result have many followers who obey me that I’ve chosen to turn over the centuries. As well I’ve amassed untold wealth now in various banks and investment houses in many names in many lands.

I’ve also become very jaded where pleasure is concerned. There is nothing I’m aware of I haven't done and tried over the ages where pleasure is concerned. As a result now I find only mixing pleasure and sadism can allow me the physical release I need to experience on a fairly regular basis.

As a result, like a cat and the mouse it torments before eating, I play with my prey when the mood strikes me. I arouse and torture them. I take them and then I drain them to slake my hunger. As a general rule I only feed enough to satisfy my hunger and leave the prey alive. They recover in a short time when their bodies have produced more blood and I make sure they have no memory of my feeding before I leave them. Only those to truly strike me or appeal to me for some reason are turned and become one of mine. Only when I feel the need for sexual pleasure do I take the selected female prey to torment, to use and then either drain or turn.

Several of the more attractive females I’ve taken around the world have become masochists to match my sadism and when I'm where they are we share our pleases and feed from each other, each time deepening their bond to me and their unquestioning obedience and they heal just as I do, albeit not as rapidly due to my centuries of age, so that’s never a concern for them. They know all know what will occur should they displease or disobey their Vampyric Master.

I’ve used so many names over the ages at times it’s difficult to recall them all. At times I even have to think to recall my name was originally, Valdimir Polanski. For now one of the names that I’m using is Alfred Nobel as it suits me to so honor the inventor of the explosive that changed history and the Nobel Prize that he started to assuage his guilt.

Over the years I’ve had several who hunted me to try and end my existence, obviously unsuccessfully or I wouldn’t be telling you this. Each was either drained or turned. Well other than those who’d terminated “family members” during their hunt that is. For them I provided a different punishment. I would select a particularly succulent female family member; wife, sister, older daughter, as I don’t dabble in children as some do, and I’d take them for my amusement and pleasure. Then, after they sufficiently suffered the tortures of the damned and learned to give themselves to me willingly to avoid at least some of the pain, I’d turn them and release them again as what the hunter sought, a vampyre.

Now there is a new hunter, one calling himself Rhys and that hunter has a tasty and succulent wife. Just the right one to serve as a warning to Rhys to back away from this particular hunt if he knows what’s good for him.

Locating the wife wasn’t very difficult nor, given my abilities, was acquiring the woman and transporting her to a private sanctuary where I filled her existence with pain and agony as I took her repeatedly for my sexual pleasure.

I submitted her to unending hours of torture and torments and took her as I willed and chose to during that time. This continued until she finally broke and became my willing masochistic plaything and more than willing, in fact hungry and eager sex slave.

Then, instead of turning her right way, I kept her until she’d healed naturally to leave her with all of the myriad scars of her tortures as visible reminders for her and for Rhys of what happens when you hunt me.

That’s when she was turned and became one of the off shoot of humanity that I am, a vampyre. I returned her to her home city and watched as she made her first successful hunt and fed then departed after putting a note in her pocket for Rhys.

The note read:
“She can be just the first of your friends and family members who visit with me and enjoy my tender ministrations and mercies. Forget me, find another to hunt if you don’t want her to have company.
VP”

 

[BlueEyedLady]

Well, I PMed Angelus awhile ago about playing a lady villian. Still willing to do so when the thread comes up. In fact very interesting in doing so.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

MissChevious wanted to also.. *BS* Hmmmm, two lovely evil chorts, what more could VP ask for, but tis up to Angelus.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Per Angelus' request

I've posted the first post to our no longer unnamed story *S.

Here's a link and I hope it will interest and intrigue you as well as entertain.

Let the hunt begin. *G

https://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=247937


Angelus, what about the two lovelies seeking to be villians? Will you allow one or both and if only one which will you choose so we can PM and plot. *evil grin*

 

[Angelus]

In all honesty I would have to say both. The more villians in this thread the better although there is one thing that I must ask- I only want one really evil, really vicious one, that being your character Phonenix.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

That's fine with me and as the "maker" it's only logical I'd be their "Master" and not necessarily in the BDSM way it's used, although... *L.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

The role of Suzi and Rhys' wife have been offered to the first two asking to play female villians.

If they're taken descriptions and bios are needed, plus more details from their perspective on what occured when they were taken and 'turned'.

If either is declined I'll ask for a replacement for that villianess.

 

[BlueEyedLady]

Delilah/Rys' Wife

Age 26, long blonde hair, blue eyes, 5'6".

Delilah is an educated woman, her father a man, though not wealthy, is very well off due to some smart investments. The match between her and Rys was a dream come true for the young woman and she settled down to a domesticated life with ease.

She knew what her husband did for a living and, though supportive of his goals, did not involve herself with it. She was a gentlewoman and Rys did not wish to put her into danger by including her in the hunt.

However, in the end, no precautions saved her and now she has become one of the creatures that he hunts.

In the beginning of her torture, Delilah held on to the thought that her husband would come and save her, she cried out for him, begged for him...and then begged to die. None of this happened and she lost hope.

Then she lost her soul to the man who had taken her for his pleasure. In losing herself to him, she became one of his minions and began to enjoy his attentions and the anger at Rys because he did not save her overrode the love that she had for him. Now she is longs to go back to her Master and forget the life that she was living before she was taken. In fact, she did not want to go home to her husband, knowing what he would do, but she will not disobey her new Master, for he would do much, much worse.

 

[BlueEyedLady]

Will post in the story thread when I get back, guys, I am off to one of my seven day work weeks (bleck) and don't want to rush this post.

See you then.

 

[Evil Attorney]

If you are intrested in another villian, please let me know.

A vampire sorcerer looking for the blood of a vampire hunter for a ritual may be intresting for your story?

 

[BlueEyedLady]

Posted my first post, as promised. Hope it's okay. If anything needs to be edited let me know.

 

[missedith]

not sure where i can fit in, as i said, in the lacky/minion mood, any ideas?