Underworld

musicankane

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Again, movies inspire another of my thread. Those who have seen Underworld know the basic premise is a war between vampires and werewolves. So this will be an RP revolving around a few storyline spins.

The main idea I had, to make it action packed as well as sexual, was both sides are after a man with dormant blood of both creatures. (I know Micheal from the moives right? Not too original I know.) However the man can not become a hybrid, he can become one of the other. Which ever group gets him first will have the one of the most powerful members of their clan aside from the eldest.
To make a conflict, one women (vampire or lycan, whomever takes "her" role can decide that.) is asigned to hunt him down and change him. However The Elders on both side don't want this man changed, they want him dead.

I don't know I thought it could be interesting.


OOC: Alex Bornchild.
Age: 23
Stats: 5'10", well built, brown eyes, spikey brown hair.
and hidden bloodlines.

Once I get a couple of people on board I'll start the IC.
 
Sounds like an interresting project. As a guy who loved both Underworld movies i might be interrested in taking a role as a Lycan.
 
Cool, just watched the first Underworld last night. Would love to play along, can play the female vamp or whatever part you wish. I can also post my character here if you like. Let me know!
 
(OOC)

Name: Timothy Kane
Age: 76 (Looks like 30)
6´1", well built, Dark brown hair to his shoulders, pale blue eyes.

Timothy is a Lycan that is assigned to hunt down a human male that the Lycans deem as a worthy addition to the pack. Timothy is divided by his loyality to his pack and the guilt of what he have been forced to do in the past to fulfill his duties. His hatred towards Vampires is what he hold closest to his heart. To many of his pack brothers have been killed in the long lasting war between the species even though there arent many that remember why the war started in the first place. He always carry a Colt Python in a shoulder holster that is hidden under his black leather jacket.
 
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Name: Amarylis
Age: 100 looks 20 or so
Stats: A dark haired green eyed vampire set about at the turn of the century. She walks in the night like most vampires but has a resignation to feeding off anything living. At least they had the blood bank. She was made by a most powerful vampire and enslaved to the idiot left in charge. The war raged on and she was in thrown in head first. She fought the Lycans nightly and new bruises and cuts appearedon her alabaster skin as regular as the sun rose and set. She carried similar nickle palted 9MM guns with modified 30 round clips each. Trained in combat, she was a fighter. She had lost all memory of her human self and was resigned to be what she was. She was no mans charge. She fought hard and would kill Lycans at random when necessary. The human was her problem now.

Good enough?
 
these characters are great...the only thing we need now is a vampire elder and a werewolf ulfric.
 
OOC: Sean Drakaan
Age: 25
Stats: 6'3", 180 pounds, human, but trained to be a Hunter.

Sean has been hunting vampires and lycans since his parents were killed during a battle between both races. He uses the standard silver and sunlight rounds, along with some things of his own design, including incendiary rounds and explosive ammunition.

He has a longstanding hatred of both races, because his parents were murdered without reason, and hunts them hopefully to extinction.
 
(I can't wait anymore, i'm so bored so from her on out is the IC of the thread.)


Alex hated working the graveyard shift, he'd told his boss time and time again to get him off the all night schedule but nothing happened. Graveyard sucked for two reasons, one your were up all fucking night, and two, even on your days off you had to sleep all day.
Like today, Alex was off but here he was sitting at a twenty-four hour bar just to pretend he had some sort of life. The room was dark and filled with trendy dressed partiers. The majority of the clientel were woman, which is what Alex liked, while few men hung out with their buddies each one daring the other to go talk to a chick.
Alex sighed and polished off his Coors and motioned for the bar tender to bring him another. At least work paid well, Alex worked road construction, he drove the bulldozers as the rest of the crew fixed pipes, or put new lines in or whatever the job called for.
His beer came and he quickly took a long pull then took his bottle with him as he went to the padio where even more people lingered in the crisp night air talking, the full moon shining brightly on the mood lit padio area. Something about the air seemed familiar to him, it always did, like a comforting blanket. It was the only thing about graveyard he liked.
 
Timothy Kane

The bar was crowded but Kane only had his eyes fixed on the young man walking towards the padio. He followed every movement with his gaze but was interrupted by a gracefull hand on his right shoulder. He turned his head and looked down on a short, attractive blond woman in her young twenties. She smiled seductively at him as she checked him up and down. "Hello there big guy. I haven´t seen you here before." Her voice was low and he knew that she was a hunter. A hunter with her prey in sight. To bad for her, he was not interrested."

"Get lost." The words came out as a low growl and he shook of her hand from his shoulder. He ignored the hurt look in her face as he walked out to the padio and breathed in the night air. This was his natural territory. The big city night. He looked long at the young man and then found a quiet place where he could have his eyes on him without being easy to spot.
 
Amarylis walked the streets at night. The sense of fullness was to much for her in the light so she walked at night. Being a vampire didnt offer her any small luxeries. Into the bar she had wondered and out onto the patio she found a seat. Shot after shot was adding up on her table but she kept them coming. Trying to drown the past she thought. Movement caught her eye and as she turned her head she saw the lonely looking young man come wandering out where she sat. She nodded a quick hello and spoke the niceties. She was never in the mood for company as of late but would welcome it should it present itself. Staightening in her chair she smiled his way. Maybe she should at least try to get along. After all a century or two alone could not only make one grumpy but horney also.
 
She was beautiful, he hadn't realized it until she spoke, in fact he hadn't realized she was even there until she spoke to him. They enchanged the usual hello and he saw her shift in her seat, her eyes ever slightly moving to the empty chair across from her.
He pushed himself off the railing he had been leaning on and grabbed the top of the empty seat all the while looking at her.
"Do you mind if you I join you?" He nodded at the loads of empty shot glassed in front of her, it never crossed his mind to see that she wasn't the slightest bit wasted though. "You look like you could use some friendly company."
 
"I could. By all means, please have a seat. You need a refresher on that beer?" I asked. He was handsome, young. In her own way, she too was young. She smiled her most winning smile noticing the way he absently glanced about at the shot glasses.

"Dont worry, Im not in any way going to harm you" she said and laughed. Her tolerance to alcohol exceeded anything a human would be able to take. The little joke was enough to get him to relax. When he spoke she was taken by the crispness and bass of his voice.
 
(OOC: which is funny because my real voice is very bass heavy and deep lol)

Alex glanced at his glass and then back at her. "Uh, sure that'd be great." He said. Then he laughed. "You know it's usually the man that has to tell the girl he won't hurt her." He paused his face becoming serious. "But something about your eyes, those beautiful eye tell me something." He chuckled again. "Then again maybe I dont need another beer." He laughed loudly enough that people around them glanced at him and tried not to burst out laughing themselves.
 
Her laughter suprised her. He was funny also.

"Alcohol tends to dull the senses making what we do while in its company seem blurred and unreal. I like to experience the fullness of each situation dont you Mister?" she asked. Reading his thoughts, she could sense his interest but to what purpose, that was clouded.


"And please, by all means, have another beer. I am not sure I am quite attractive after only three or four. Isnt that the way the seduction starts?" again her laughter astonished her. That alien sound.
 
"Bornchild, Alex Bornchild." He said extending his hand. He shook it and when her hand touched his his mind was suddenly flooded with images.

He saw blood running down this womans face, her mouth open as she bared fangs and roared. Then the image flashed and he saw a great hairy beast that looked like a giant dog but more humanoid, it faced a group of people and charged.

Then like a rush he was suddenly back in his seat. The images fresh in his mind but he couldn't bring them back nor clearly recall them. He shook his head and motioned for a nearby waitress to bring another beer to him.
He smiled at her the images long gone now. "And, I didn't catch your name."
 
Sensing his powers, she held the hand just a moment longer. She smiled as he broke away and asked her name.

"Amarylis, Amarylis Everheart. Pleased to meet you Mr. Bornchild. Now that we have all the trivialties out of our way, what is it that brings you inside on a beautiful night such as this?" she asked. The waitress quickly brought him another beer and started removing the shot glasses from the table. She had succeeded in finishing off three bottles of tequila. The burn in her blood was welcomed as she leaned back in the chair letting her short skirt ride above her thighs.

"What is it that you do for a living also, Mr. Bornchild?"
 
Kane watched as the two peaple talked. The dark haired young woman had a familiar look to her but he could not point at what it was. He was almost sure who the man was. Alex Bornchild. If he compared to the photograph he had in the inner pocket of his jacket it sure looked like him. He could not hear what they where saying as he stood far away because he did not wan´t to bring their attention to himself. Even with his extremely good hearing it was to much disturbing sounds in the background. Kane stood and watched patiently. Biding his time.
 
The crowd and the noice of peaple having fun started to gnaw on Kanes nerves. This was not the place he would have choosen to hunt his prey. His patience was running thin as he looked around. His eyes never drifted long from the one he suspected to be Alex Bornchild. He sensed something in the air. A smell familiar to him. much to familiar. He had not smelled it earlier because of the odeur humans leave behind.

The smell of Vampires. At least one was close by, but he could not find the source as to him it felt like it came from two different directions. Kane growled silently as his eyes scanned all the customers.
 
Sean Drakaan walked into a bar slowly. He had heard a rumor of vampires frequenting the place, and hoped to find out one way or another. He was a Hunter, but no one ever saw his face when he attacked. He looked around, surveying the bar, and then shrugged, walking over to a table and sitting down. He dropped his duffel bag on the ground, and then flagged down a waitress and orders a bottle of Scotch and a glass. Once that was done, he turned his attention to the bar patrons, hoping to catch one of them acting inhuman.
 
She had asked the question out of politeness when suddenly the air changed. Another vampire, a hunter and a Lycan. Damn them all. This was her kill, her human. Not the fact that he WAS the human, but her human. She had initiated the conversation, she was the seductress, not them. Her eyes fixed about the room, making note of them. The girl dresses in black with the crimson hair, the man intently listening to the drone of the crowd, and the man that just walked into the bar. She was not so inexperienced as to know when danger was afoot. Placing a well maincured hand on his leg she spoke.

"Why dont we go somewhere less croweded MR. Bornchild? This place is quickly loosing interest for me" she said smiling her smile and winking her eye.
 
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