OOC: by the way
Thomas is a ghoul, sustained by Albert's blood to stay on his feet 24 hours per day. He is Albert's personal servant. Thomas looks just like a normal humanbeing, except he has immensive strength: 18/50 (as all ghouls do) ghouls are highly resistance to pain, but not immune. When they lose too much blood, they will feel pain (and hunger)

in every other aspect, Thomas just looks like a human being. Kindred with Auspex activated can detect a ghoul (or a vampire) from a mortal.

In sense of AD&D, I suppose an aural detecting ability can do the same work

OOC>>>I thought this was to be a non-science fictional RPG...
oh well...not my game to be whining.

OOC: which part does it showed ultra-space-alien-starship science? :D

I mean, dont myth exist in morden days? well... if my character seriously damages the game... then I will change.

but seriously, there is a Jyhad fighting among vampires. Albert is simply a neonate, a steppingstone of others' treachery while he is struggling to find (or give up) his past. :D

anyone want to try a vampire?

a poetic Toreador? perhaps a rebellion brute Bruja? or a self-righteous Venture?

I have a completely system here, the vampires are not overpowered. (they use machine guns :D ) it is the dark intriguing roleplay fascinates me the most

<blockquote>quote:</font><hr>Originally posted by 250:
anyone want to try a vampire?
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(OOC: Feel free to give Gerard the bite that will change him..... By the way, I edited my last post a bit to reflect the fact that Albert is in New York and the restaurant is in Atlanta.)

Adrianne

Sensing the eyes of other pedestrians on her, she begins to feel rather foolish for gaping at a building like that ~ That happened donkey years ago. ~ she reminds herself, experiencing yet another knot in her heart ~ I wonder what happened to him...

He will never know the many sleepless nights she endured after his sudden departure on that fateful day. She had almost wept herself blind, so great was her love for him. Still is, for him. Sure, others had told her to "move on". But how could she, when there was no closure? If he had perhaps explained a little as to why he had to leave, she would have felt better. As it is, she is still wondering to this day whether it was something she had done, that had offended him so grossly as to leave without a word.

Back to reality. ~ Cold, harsh reality. And her future is now bleak again. ~ I need to find another job. ~ Her eyes close momentarily in resignation ~ I must never refer to that restaurant again. No other company in Atlanta would want to hire me after this fiasco. ~ The words of Sam are still echoing in her mind.

With a sigh, she turns and begins trudging towards her little apartment a few streets away from the building that had stirred up a thousand emotions and memories.

Seeing that the woman was all right, Gerhard continued his walk towards the airport, he arrived after ten minutes of walking and went inside to get tickets for the next flight to New York. Once he got there he would soon find Albert, he had enough contacts in most major cities to be able to do so.

OOC>>> Larry, your post does not quite follow my last one on Clarice :( They were supposed to appear as a normal couple, since he has chucked the knife aside already. And they were walking along the streets as if window-shopping.

Now I've got to change the script a bit or totally remove the post! [img]tongue.gif[/img]

Let me think about this... hmm... [img]graemlins/1ponder.gif[/img]

OOC>>> Edited the last post. It's now almost beyond recognition [img]graemlins/crying.gif[/img]

IC>>>

Clarice

As they emerge from the restaurant, the cacophony blasts their ears. A helicopter hovering above, police pouring out of the restaurant just seconds after, the surroundings filled with armed men. She darts a glance towards the helicopter to see a sniper ready to fire ~I can't believe this is happening...

Arthur's muscles tense further, as he continues to hold the knife against her throat. Swiftly, his other hand releases her from the grip, only to whip out a pistol from his pocket with amazing alacrity. Now he unlocks the trigger from its safety position and places the end of the barrel against her left temple.

<font color="white">"You drop your guns, or this woman goes!"</font> ~ To prove his point, he presses the trigger to that critical position where a further movement would blow the brains out of her.

OOC: dont mean to sound apathy, but it is really funny, lol

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OOC: dont mean to sound apathy, but it is really funny, lol<hr></blockquote>


OOC>> I tell you, my heart's still broken [img]graemlins/crying.gif[/img] and all you do is laugh?? ;)

Larry, when you get back in 5 days' time... you owe me yet another! [img]tongue.gif[/img]

Btw, 250 - Couldya let me know if you intend to drop Osprey over at Hazardous Times? It's not a problem; I just need to clear any unnecessary messes up :D