The Ones of Blood

[LAVA GODDESSS]

(OOC. OOC should be posted in the ooc thread. BIOS should only consist of NAME, AGE, HEIGHT, HAIR, EYES, OCCUPATION, STATUS IN SOCIETY. THOSE GO ON THE OOC PAGE! No lengthy descriptions, I am merely posting a picture because this is my thread. It sets the mood. Periodically I will throw in a picture of a place...please don't post pictures. Post them in the OOC thread that was started prior. Um, small ooc can go here...I really am not picky, just don't want Bios on here....I will REPOST your bios on here. I know, i know....I am running you in circles. But hey, Do not post here, till I get your bios up. Thanks.)

 

[LAVA GODDESSS]

Gaia...so I changed some things..

(ooc. due to some med changes and discoveries, I had to make this less work for me. sorry. I will attempt to do everything I said I would in this post at a later time.)


I awoke, my long blonde hair trailed down to my knees. My piercing grey eyes showed no indication of my wanton lust for blood. That is because I was spawned by the evil, the immortal, my predecessor. I also was his slayer. Yes, I was a slayer. Long ago....long long ago. I appeared to be a healthy innocent, angel of a 20 year old, but my age...was past 10,000 years.

I was adorned in a blood red silk gown. No one knew of my occupation. I tied the sash beneath my breasts. ANother day of advising the king. LIttle did he know, I was yearning for his blood.

"Can I get someone to assist me?" I called out. My hair, too long to control, I needed assistance. Where were they?

(ooc. Just not my greatest, but wanted everyone to have an opportunity to get in...)

 

[Moonlight_33]

Lilly-anna

I hear my lady beconing for aid and i race to her chambers. She had by far the most magnificent head of hair any of us had ever seen and the duty of caring for it was one i rather enjoyed.

"good morn my Lady. I trust you are well rested."

I set to braiding and twisting her hair in a fashion i knew she would approve of, entwining a golden cord into the braid before i wrapped it around the top of her head in a crown more splended than any queen would adorn.

Standing back to admire my handy work, i asked my Lady if there was any other way i could be of servise.

 

[Ravenloft]

Renfeld:

Setting in a dank cell, hidden in the cold basment of his mistress's home, Renfeld thought deliriously, almost gleefully that soon, very soon, she would have to come and feed... He dug his ragged fingernails into his neck, just as her teeth would soon do, and shivered. He pulled his hand away from his neck, seeing blood on his finger tips. He began to laugh wildly.

 

[Roland Gilliad]

Sir Rolando De Gilliad, Advisor of the Guard

*he stared up the stairs, his honed ears hearing his Master awakening, And he sighs, throwing his dark cloak about him, wishing he could feed right now, but knowing it wont come until later, he made a mental note to seek out that young vixen from the village, she was good, he cracked his neck and sat down to a small pile of orders he had to give out, stamping everything but good*

 

[HotStuff101]

Faulken

Faulken Darting from rooftop, to rooftop, as morngin dawns, makes his way to a well known bar. Having heard of rumors of new lsayers coming to the city, his blood was boiling to seek retribution...

 

[Rockingham]

"Get him onto the bed, quickly."
Rockingham grabbed his medical bag, and ripped it open. He was usually very careful with such things, but this was no time for certainties. He raced through the diverse equipment looking for something, anything that could help.
My god there was so much blood.
A small piece of rubber hose, that would do it. Quickly, he took it out and rushed to the screaming man on his guest bed. the white linen sheets were already soaked in the man's blood. If he didn't stop it soon, he knew this man would be dead. He let the thought slip from his mind however, in thisline of work people tried not to think of such things.
The four townsmen held him steady, he was thrashing all over the bed. Small drops of blood fell onto the floor and walls. They made strange patterns in the woodwork, lines and curves that were almost hypnotic. His one leg was being held down by Peter, the man's brother. The other one was simply gone.
He held the thigh down firmly, and let the rubber piece go just above where it had been cut. It was horrible, pieces of flesh jutted from the bone and skin. He saw blood dripping down, some of it actually being pumped from the heart. Rockingham saw all of this in an instant, but again let it pass him. Nausea entered his conscienceness, and he supressed it as well. His dinner would eventually come up to meet him, but now was neither the time nor the place.
He pulled as tight as he could. A blood hurdling scream erupting from the wounded man. He lurched upwards, as if trying to escape. His strength even surprised Rockingham, but the farmsmen grabbed for his arms and leg again. His scream, echoing had died down, but it echoed through the house dramatically.
Rockingham looked down with intent interest. Never in his mind had he thought that this didn't work. The rubber piece had cut through parts of his skin, but the blood was almost non existant now. A small smile entered his face, but he quickly let it go. This man was in a lot of pain, and his leg still needed to be treated. He tied up the piece and set to work on his leg.
The man was breathing heavily, trying to control his own pain, but even he could tell that the poor man was on the verge of screaming far into the morning. Rockingham gave him some opium, it calmed him down very much. Opium was a godsent when it came to medicine, without it this line of work would be very ugly indeed.
He fixed up the wound, and wrapped it tightly around itself. The man would live, he knew that now. He was sleeping soundly, the full effects of the opium still in his system. He quietly let the farmers out his door, thanking them for their help. He knew they would come back before the first light. All of them stuck together, thick as thieves. It was almost a shame that one of them had fallen. They were such good friends.
Rockingham looked at the blood on his hands. An image of the torn flesh came to his mind, he slowly dropped to his knees and let a tear drop silently onto his cheek. He remembered the blood, pulsating from veins that had been stripped of their flesh. Rockingham threw up onto his front lawn.
Afterwards he looked up to the heavens and smiled. He did feel a little bit better.

 

[Morgoth]

OOC: The previous night.

The dark ships pulled into the harbor just as night settled. Some people stepped out to watch this wierd spectacle. A few wlakways came down from each boat. A few darkly cloaked shapes, glinting in the moonlight, stepped down. They were obviously wearing armor underneath the cloaks, and their faces were not visisble. They walked instantly to the church, where they sat down in front of an altar. They waited for the first nun. A nun stepped out of the shadows and asked them if she could help them. Suddenly, they all stood up. They looked up at her, and she saw blood-red eyes underneath the hoods. She let out a scream as they all pulled free their swords. One of them plunged a sword in her heart just as the other nuns ran out. "Ahh. Fresh blood", growled one in an unearthly voice. They went into the slaughter with a glee. At dawn, the village lay burning, and the corpses lay, strewn about everywhere. But no children had been killed. They no walked along with these things. The things ahd left behind their ships. "What are you", asked a terrified 10 year old. "We are called the Slayers", came the growled reply.

 

[Mistress]

OOC: If you need me to change something let me know!

IC:


Wiping the sweat from her brow, Charlotte grinded her fists into the thick clump of dough she was working on. In the background she could hear the oven boy racing about, to get the fire going. "Anthony, is it ready yet?” She glanced over her shoulder.

"Be just about right Mistress, would ye like for me to start adding the bead?"

"Aye, do not have all morning to finish the loafs!” She added and laid a shear cloth over the loaf so it could rise. Then wiping her hands upon her apron, she hurried into the back room to check on her children.

She slightly smiled leaning in the doorway, the two angels huddled together as they slept on the bed. She walked over and brushed the golden curls back from the baby's forehead, then bent to kiss her. Her son had his arms wrapped protectively around his little sister, his cheek resting beside hers. Charlotte noticed the wooden ship in his hand and smiled brightly, gently slipping it out of his hand she laid it on the dresser.

Her husband was Captain Ingram Van Mizner, of the ship Xavier. Though he spent most of his time at sea, he would return home on occasion. The toy ship was a gift he had brought home for Keefe on his last visit. It rarely left the child's hand; he so looked forward to his father's next visit. Ingram had brought back a doll for Johanna, and she too clutched it to her chest where ever she would venture.

"Mistress Van Mizner!" Anthony's voice squeaked, "Ye have a visitor!"

Charlotte quickly pulled the blanket over her children to keep the chill out and hurried into the Bakery. Wiping her hands on her apron once more she looked up and stopped in mid step. Her eyes drawn by another's intricing stare...

 

[LAVA GODDESSS]

Madame

I smiled, the beautiful Lily-ana. She had wanted to be one of Blood for many years, she had serviced me well.

"Thank you luv. " I said kindly. I arose. My hair heavy at my head. Every morning, I lived in the fact that no one suspected the 5'11" blonde advisary to the king, was in fact, the source of all the terror in the grand kingdom.

"lovely job." I tilted my head, Smiling, I ran my tounge over the vampiric teeth. They sharp edges sending a small twinge of pain through my tounge. I smoothed the red fabric of my gown.

Where is (renfield? is that the name?), I thought to myself. I leaned towards the mirror, Taking a small flask, the smooth liquid coated my fingertips. I touched them to my neck and smoothed them over the two small bites on my neck. The bites of many years, the constant reminder of my lust for blood.

"Lily-ana...is there news on the horrible masacre in town?" I said mockingly. THe people in town thought us horrible when we would take one man to feed. There was no real pain, only temporary, they still called us satan, so we gave them reason to believe we were evil...GAVE them a reason to fear us.

However, my kind was diminishing, I had to create more. It wasn't easy. A true vampire, one with the powers of Blood, could only come once a year. I could make vampires, there lust for blood their only purpose in life, but the others were so valuable.


I looked to her, a smile across her precious lips. "tell me, the news...please..." I wanted to know how much terror we had infested in the town.

 

[Ravenloft]

OOC: Its Renfeld, waiting for ya to keep me in the story love. He's in the basement in a cell... Bleeding...

 

[Roland Gilliad]

*he smiled softly over at Charolette, His eyes glowing in the Darkness, and a soft, wicked smile having touched his lips* Ma petite...*he whispered wickedly, and Beckoned her to come over to him, his hands pale, but soft and flushed slightly, she came quickly over to him, and whispered* what are you doing here??*he smiles softly, and hushes her* Go about your business my lovely....We will speak later......*He shoos her off with a soft brush of his lips against hers, and waits, hidden in the darknesS*

 

[Mistress]

Charlotte

Charlotte blinked and he was gone, she glanced around and she was the only one standing in the bakery. Rubbing her eyes she returned to her position behind the counter. Grabbing some more dough she began to beat it, kneading it with her hands. She frowned, wondering why he came here during the day. She knew he had his eyes set on her, for what she was not sure of.

Sir De Gilliad was a handsome man indeed, his piercing eyes felt as if they went right through you. To others he was Advisor of the Guard; to charlotte he was much more. She knew of his secret, of his lust for blood, and as well known for his lust of pleasure. She was not sure why he had taken an interest in her, and try as she might, she could not help but be attracted to him.

She loved her husband, marrying him at the age of 14; she quickly took on the role of a mother. Ingram loved her, and their children, yet he was away to sea often. It was on one of his many journeys, they she had met up with Sir De Gilliad. The late night walk she took after closing up her bakery brought her on a ghastly scene. To her horror, across the way from her was a bloody man and over him leaned a woman of darkness.

The woman turned and hissed at her, showing her large fangs covered in the man's blood. Charlotte screamed, but no sound came out, the shock rendering her paralyzed. The Vamp approached her, ready to make another kill. Then all at once a man held her in his arms, a menacing growl coming from him as he coldly stared at the woman vamp. The female Vamp ran off, leaving Charlotte in the arms of this stranger. Turning to look at him she had realized right then what he was, but instead of killing her he kissed her hand and disappeared. That was the first of many meetings after that.

Though he tempted and charmed her, he had not yet had her in his bed. She is sure, that was one thing he wanted with her given his reputation. Some how she always managed to break the spell his charms seemed to work on her. Yet, it was hard to, and many times she had almost went to his bed. Shaking her head she went back to work, her eyes scanning the out side streets to see if she could spot him.

 

[HotStuff101]

Faulken

Faulken enters a well known bar he is familiar with. He goes to the barkeep, adn syas a word into his ear... and the bartender makes a signal to sumoen standing in the corner. faulken makes his way over to the cloaked person, and sits down at a tabelw ith him. Faulekn says in a low dark voice, "What do u haev for me Damien..." the figure replys, "I found out that they came here, on a boat the came here last night." Do you know which dock"Faulken Replyed. "Im afraid not.", faulken rising form the table turns aroudn and a few godl coins are on the table.

Faulken, swiftly walks out the door.

 

[Angelus]

Jake Campbell

Jake walked out of the bookstore and closed the door behind him then looked around. There seemed to be nothing happening at the night but Jake actually knew better although sometimes he wished that he didn't. He knew that there were vampires out there although they were very limited in numbers now. As he walked along he wondered if he was being watched but thought that he was just being paranoid as nobody knew who he really was and if they did then he would have been killed a long time ago. He kept walking for a little while until he came upon a bar and decided to walk in to get out of the dark, walked straight up to the bar and asked for a drink; wondering if anything was going to happen this night.

 

[Moonlight_33]

Lilly-anna

OOC: Lava am I a vamp or human ?

Lilly-Anna watched her mistress intently, adoringly.

“There is little news of any substance my Lady, rumor and speculation run riot while investigations continue. The local constabularies are at a loss to what could have caused a man to perish such, but it looks like they are going to blame wolfs again. The people on the street blame the night stalkers, as always, and they look towards this very castle. I think most will be staying indoors between twilight and dawn for the next few weeks.”

She chuckled a little at the image of people huddled in their homes, peeking out through the slats and feeling safe within their ignorance. Poor fools.

“If you will forgive me my Lady, Renfied awaits your feeding, his insanity making it virtually impossible to let him lose from his cell, would you have me bring him to you here, or would you prefer to eat out?” She giggled again at the little joke she had made, awaiting her Ladies instructions.

 

[Morgoth]

The Slayers walked through their newest slaughter. They stabbed at the bodies, making sure they were dead. An especially large one heard a soft moan of pain and walked over to the body. He continued by picking up the person and tearing his head clean off his body. He laughed aloud and lit a torch. He threw it on a building and they walked away with their much larger batch of children.

 

[LAVA GODDESSS]

Gaia

(lily...I believe you are one who is still trying to become one...)

I smiled, "excellent. You can bring him to me..."

I awaited Renfield. "and Lily...I have a gift for you...if you are ready to partake of it.." I glanced out the window...it was the third month and the third full moon...on the third day of march....tonight, the vamps would be out...and thirsty...and the ones of royal blood would be created.

 

[Ravenloft]

Rendfeld:

He was brough stumbling up before Gaia. The blood he had drawn from himself had dried and caked along his neck and under his finger nails. "My queen!" He gasped, and fell to his knees, kissing her feet with the ardency of an empassioned lover. "The cellar was most cold and my belly was most empty but I hadn't eaten of the rats my queen! For you! For you! See!" He opened his hand to let drop from it the corpes of a rat. "I hadn't eaten of it! I hadn't! My blood is clean my queen! Please! Please!" He fell into sobbing and pressed his face to her feet again.

 

[LAVA GODDESSS]

Gaia

I squealed in disguist, I stepped back from the madman and the rat.

Closing my eyes, I tried to have patience. "dear Renfield...dear dear Renfield...you haven't been keeping yourself dear...not at all..."

"please wash him up Lily, I have to feed."

The man's blood was like a fine wine. He was crazy, but healthy...and entirely too amusing.

Besides, too many killings and I may be accused. That would do no good.

 

[Ravenloft]

Renfeld:

As he was being pulled away he blubbered on. "My queen... My queen... Please... Please..." His eyes filled with salty tears as his hair hung stringilly over, into his face. He reached a hand out toward her longingly, not fighting his removal from the room in the slightest.

 

[Roland Gilliad]

*he watched her through thorough, careful eyes. Not only wondering what was distracting her, but admiring her beauty carefully, ah a conquest that proved far more difficult than most. But tonight would be his night!! He had already taken the greatest of pains to assure that, The Outfit, the clothes she was wearing, everything would fall into perfect place, and everything would be perfect, and tonight as the Great mistress of vampires brings another into the fold, The Curtain Upon the specticle shall fall, and The Don Juan of Vampires will Triumph Once Again!!! he let an airy, chilling chuckle escape his lips, ass he watched her with hungry eyes, She was perfect, ever scince he had gotten that tinyest of tastes of her blood, he knew he had to make her his forever somehow. And tonight was the night for it.......ah he could hear the call in his heart.....Long Live Lovers!!! Long Live the Blood!! Long will be the night, When Don Juan Triumphs Once Again!!!!!!!!!*

(THank you! *bows*

 

[Morgoth]

The Slayers finally found much needed horses and set off with the pack of dingy, dirty kids.

 

[LAVA GODDESSS]

Gaia, the Mistress of Blood

(morgoth, are they vamps? )

I smiled lovingly at Renfield. "Tonight dearest, is the night you will want to look your best to celebrate!"

I whirled around, basking in the thought of the new lives, powerful lives....I felt someone's eyes on me, It must of been Lily-anna's, for I didn't see anyone else.

I slipped into a pair of blood red sandals. I smiled. Ha, people loved to think of Vampires as dark-haired, evil looking creatures...but who would have guessed the fawn-eyed blonde advisor to the king?!

I descended the staircase. I had to make a trip to the king's palace. For he, HE! would be the next high vampire, he and the others I had selected...but oh, how wonderful to have the king of THE town, secretly under my control...and One of Blood.


(nice one Rolland)

 

[Moonlight_33]

Lilly-anna

Lilly-Anna watched her lady feed, smiling inwardly. Her mistress had nave made a promise she didn't keep, and she had promised to bring her into the fold, to make her One of the Blood. Tonight would be a glorious night indeed.

Whit her duties to the lady taken care of for the morning, Lilly-Anna made her way to the stables and the carriage that awaited her. It was not just her natural beauty that had attracted the lady to her; it was her business abilities. Lilly ran a very clean and exclusive brothel, catering to the wicked desires of the rich, and listening through the walls. It was amazing what one could learn listening to pillow talk. Amongst her other ventures was a playhouse and although it was indeed one of her more profitable ventures, it was also her personal favorite. Actors were such amazing people.

As she stepped from the carriage into the dirty street in front of her bordello, she could feel eyes upon her.