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Post by The Wolfman on Jun 2, 2008 14:41:44 GMT -8
OOC: K so Setting- a Saloon in the american west Time-1865
The Saloon was filled with laughter and and cursing coming from the many patron's there, Lucian was sitting at the bar while smoke was hovering above his head. Lucian could hear the annoying tune's of the day being played by the piano player while a young girl no older then 15 was starting her burlesc act on stage while old horny men were jaunting and cheering at the act's that she was performing.
Just as Lucian was about to leave he smelt that faint horrible smell of rotting flesh, the smell of nothing but a vampire.
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Post by brentjoyce on Jun 4, 2008 8:47:49 GMT -8
Winter was two seats away from Lucian. The amber liquor in his pint glass, the seventh of the night, was firm in his hand. He brought his pint to his lips letting it linger on the soft pale skin for a bit before he downed it in one gulp. He searched in his wallet bringing out a few bills. He laid them neatly on the bar counter in front of him.
"Bar Tender another whiskey please, and make it a strong one."
His voice was rough with from alcohol and his nights fill of blood. He took a look around waiting for the tender to come back with his whiskey. the smell in the air was of cheap perfume, smoke, and a werewolf. It was a dirty smell. Not sweet like the lassy who was dancing on stage and not a stench like the old men who would have heart attacks if they had there way with the dame on stage. For the longest time he ignorned it think that the werewolf would flee in the presents of a vampire like Winter. But, for about 2 hours now they have been sitting in the bar. Winter had a feeling that the werewolf was searching for him that is why he stayed around but he kept low key not trying to draw attention to himself.
The bar tender finally came with his whiskey. He was a bit angered by how Winter was treating him so he gave him a tip and then Winter looked up at Lucian.
"Get me another one for my friend over there he looks rather lonely he could use a drink..."
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Post by The Wolfman on Jun 6, 2008 20:43:43 GMT -8
Lucain let out a crooked smile and took the wiskey, giving a little sniff of it to make sure it was what the bottle intended it to be XXX and not X or not laced with poision by the fucking leech that was offering him the drink. Lucian took a sip of the hard liquor, he could feel the burning sensation down the back of his throat; the sweet sensation of wiskey. Lucian turned the glass over and slid it across the bar toward's the vampire. The glass hitting the hard arm of the vampire with a shattering sound "Thank you friend, what could i help you with?" as Lucian was saying this he adjusted his hat so that it covered his face, and continued to sit there waiting for a reply.
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Post by brentjoyce on Jun 6, 2008 20:58:06 GMT -8
Winter grabbed the small glass and worked it through his fingers. He moved his finger across the glass checking for all the imperfections. Finally he gently laid it on the counter. A small smile cracked across his face. He had devious thoughts on his mind. Winter looked down intently at his small glass.
“So this is how you repay generosity your worse than the filth that inhabit this place.”
Winter begun to think in his advance age as a vampire death seemed to drag on. Death. Funny word how could you be alive and dead at the same time. True Winter had blood in his veins. But, it was borrowed and rusting with age. He had a heart in his chest. But, it did not beat. He grew hungry just like everyone else. But, his hunger was for blood. He had everything a human had but most of it was frozen in time. He was frozen in the body of a 24 year old. Only he was a immortal 24 year old and he was far more powerful. He had a long time to think about his existence an eternity to a human. He hung his head low his eyes shifting to the side to look directly into Lucian soul.
“What makes me so evil, so dangerous?”
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Post by The Wolfman on Jun 6, 2008 21:09:38 GMT -8
The look that winter had given lucain made that tiny hair's on his neck stand on end, Lucian knew that winter was old but just exactly how old!? only he would know such a thing.
Lucian pondered that question that winter had just asked him, and his only responce could be a question for Winter, "what makes me so Dangerious!?" Lucian asked with a smile. The young girl that was doing her act was over and the jaunt's and catcall's were quieted by the lack of music, Suddenly Lucian yelled at the piano player too "play something with a beat that will make my friend here, feel alive" and as soon as the word's left his mouth the bar was back to the buzz that was surrounding just as it was in the begginging.
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Post by brentjoyce on Jun 6, 2008 21:42:34 GMT -8
“What makes you dangerous?”
Winter repeated it again under his breath. This time thinking long and hard about what Lucian had said. “You are no danger to anyone. So as long as you kill the right people.” Winter turned around and looked away to the crowd of old men. “That’s right I am condoning the killing of human beings. Truly they are the dangerous ones. You ever think about it?” He stopped and took another swig of a whiskey.
“They kill to kill with no other reason. We have a sense of purpose… a reason.” Winter turned back to Lucian this time his eyes were wired on his face. Waiting for what Lucian would say.
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Post by The Wolfman on Jun 6, 2008 21:59:13 GMT -8
"but what about your kind?" Lucian said with a little mockery in his voice, atleast my kind has a excuse, "when we transfrom, sometimes its hard to focuse and Tearing everything to tread's and seeing the flesh ripped from the bone and the blood spraying everywhere just, just makes everything feel better." as Lucain finished talking he noticed that the bartender was eyeing the two suspicusly, "what the fuck are you looking at!?, Get me another wiskey!"
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Post by brentjoyce on Jun 7, 2008 15:03:56 GMT -8
“You think you are the only one? Some humans are the same way. How they smile wickedly when they torture others.” Winter beckoned for another shot of whiskey. “For once you should start thinking about your prey. Just because they are weaker then you doesn’t mean they are less capable then you.” He waited for the bartender to give him another shot of whiskey. He moved in a circular montion on the counter in front of him. Looking down on the whiskey as if it held all his answers, but in the next moment he moved his lip into a grim smile as if something evil and genius came to mind.
“My kind…”
He let those words rest on Lucian’s ears for a moment then he continued.
“Let me first say I did not choose to be a part of MY kind. Rarely does one CHOSE to be a part of the damned.” He looked down at the glass in front of him for a moment to gather more words from the glass. “YOUR KIND, I know little about… but, from experience you all seem to have the same problem of my kind.”
Then he grinned and looked Lucian in the face with eyes full of fire.
“I think your war and ours is pointless, displaced anger. What did we do to each other? Who started this entire mess?”
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Post by The Wolfman on Jun 7, 2008 17:19:51 GMT -8
Lucian pursed his lip's together and gathered his thought's before he spoke, "what problems do my kind and your inferior kind have in common?!", "it's always the young werewolf's and young vampires that cause all our problem's, Always has been and always will be."
Lucian beckon to the bartender that he would like another shot of whiskey, and the bartender gave him and winter a look that spoke "how could you ppl drink so much and not be fucking drunk", Lucian took the shot glass and threw his head back and downed the hard liquor, and as he placed the glass down he thought to himself"this vampire must not be every old if he does not know how the war started."
Turning to his fellow creature of the night, Lucian began so speak" long ago in the "dark age's" as the humans would call it, was a very great time for our kind, for you see we lived in harmony together and were very civilized. Together we built Huge underground palaces and there was a pack between the werewolf's and vampire's" Lucian ordered another round of shot's for him and his friend. "the werewolf's would be the day time protector's of the vampire's, while there was on rule that would never have been crossed, that was the interbreeding of the specie's but" Lucian said with a long drawn out pause. "there were some exception's we were aloud to marry, but never interbreed" Strange huh?! he asked the vampire that was sitting no more then a foot away from him.
"But what really set off the war was the church, they knew that we existed and they created massive search and destroy party's in-order to destroy "our evil spirit's" that's when one of our colony's was destroyed, it set off a huge shock wave through our group and forced our kinds to turn on each other. Each side accusing the other of the treachery the betrayal"
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Post by brentjoyce on Jun 8, 2008 18:54:58 GMT -8
Winter in a very low sinister voice spoke a few slow words.
"That was then, this is now..."
Then his eyes met Lucian's with a malice that could only be described as the devil's eyes. His voice was now a whisper as if what he was uttering was illegal. "you said that the church sent massive parties to destroy 'our evil spirits'. You know what a church is made up of?" It was a rhetorical question which he answered immediately "Humans, come to think of it all issues in our lives seem to have something to do with humans. If they were not so weak we wouldn't even exist. Think about it why do Werewolves and Vampires exist?"
He pounded the counter with a clenched fist. His eyes full of fury. Veins where showing through his pale skin. The blood of a few dozen dead humans rushed through his body energizing him. "We are here to fix a mistake that HE made GOD made. We are the angels of death sent to fix what he broke. Humanity." What Winter said was ludicrous but, he had been alive so long that it started to make sense. Humans hurt other humans, they hurt themselves. They are so wrapped up in their love of hate. For all the good deeds one human does, another comes along and not only erases the deeds done but goes as far to kill the one that did the deed. Humans are inherently evil all of them. They lie to themselves saying they have a conscience. Humans can't make the difference from right or wrong all they can see is what will better themselves. What can make them strong better more effective then the next human. Winter had more of a conscience then a human, Winter knew right from wrong. He knew what right from wrong was the night he killed Cassandra. From then out he tried to live a just death. Living with the coven. The only moral thing left. The shinning values of his favorite member. His thoughts finally came full circle to this moment.
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Post by The Wolfman on Jun 8, 2008 22:46:59 GMT -8
Lucian looked down at his half full glass, or was it half empty?! he really didnt know what to think, for one had he been loosing is mind?! this......vam. Lucian cut his thought short, "so what you are saying is that, essenticly all humans are evil and we were created by god, to destroy humanity?!" The word's buzzing around his mind, this fucking creature was making sense!......NO!!!!! that's not the way it should be" we are a fucking curse on humanity, not a angel of death." Lucian dropped his head and closed his eye's while the bartender poured him another drink.
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Post by brentjoyce on Jun 8, 2008 22:53:45 GMT -8
"Really we are a curse?" Winter now got up and moved to the bar stool closest to Lucian. He took his time sitting down. He leaded over onto his elbows and looked over the counter down at the fine liquors. His eye was caught by the Jameson whiskey. He looked up at the bartender and motioned for a glass of it.
"We are a curse? I think not. IF humans where perfect and this was a perfect world then we wouldn't exist. if anythings Humans are a curse on this world." When the glass was thrusted in front of him, Winter looked down on it with pensive eyes. He then took a long sip making sure to enjoy the smooth flavor. "Why are we a curse..." He was looking for the name of his new friend. "Well who ever you are..." He took the glass and put it to his mouth indicating that he was waiting for a response.
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Post by The Wolfman on Jun 8, 2008 23:33:20 GMT -8
"My name is Lucian tomas coscilliela, but you may just call me Lucian" he looked down into his now empty glass and as he looked up a cold chill ran down the back of his spine, looking at winter he knew that the vampire had felt the same thing. Three men walked into the saloon, all dressed exactly the same, all head to toe in black with a while bandanna covering there face and they all had pale blue eye's, eye's that looked like they were the real messanger's of death and made Lucian and the vampire look like bunny's compared to them, but the last one that walked in had a strange aura circulating around him, that by some divine intervention had blessed his man with power's. Lucian turned to the vampire sitting next to him and knew that they both were thinking the same thing. Hunter's had been sent to dispose of the infernal creature's.
After the three men sat down at a table and ordered drink's Lucani turned back to the vampire and started to explain " We are curesed because, were not supposed to exsit, we are monster's! we create monster's and we are a cures to humanity" after a long pause " this "curse" when it was first given to me i excepted it with open arm's but i had a love and she could not understand what was going on with me, i was growing more and more unstable and i left, but i have found out that she turned into on of your kind just so she could live for ever hoping one day, to.....to be with me again"
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Post by brentjoyce on Jun 10, 2008 19:13:42 GMT -8
“Save the sob story for later…” Winter looked over his back and a wicked smile came across his face. He looked at the hunters and then licked his lips. The feeling of excitement was going through him. Winter turned back to Lucian.
“You are a monster, so are you just going to walk over there lose all sense of self-preservation and let them kill you?” Winter thought about it. If Lucian truly thinks he is a monster then he is worthless in the state he is in. How can you live on if you think you are a monster? This made Winter think about his early days as a vampire. Killing other vampires and hating himself. It took him sometime to accept his state as a vampire. Now he was content with himself feeding off of humans every now and then. Lucian reminded Winter of his early self-hating years.
He placed his hand and took out a now vintage silver dagger. It had an amber tint to it from the glass of whiskey located right next to it. Winter looked up at Lucian with his piercing eyes. “Are you going to sit here and die, or are you going to go over there and die?” He paused
“OR...
Are you going to join me for a walk and a buffet?”
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Post by The Wolfman on Jun 10, 2008 20:26:21 GMT -8
The word's seemed making sence to Lucian triggered a rage, a fire that burned in him that he hadnt felt in a long time and it felt good, it felt great. He was himself again, Lucian looked down at his empty glass and started yelling "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?! YOU ARE A FUCKING CHEAT! THIS ISNT TRIPLE XXX WISKEY, I HAVENT EVEN GOTTEN DRUNK YET!!!!." the bartender took 3 well placed step's back, exactly where Lucian wanted him, reaching behind the counter; Lucian grabed the bottle of wiskey and lunged for the bartender and stricking him across the head, blood spraying into Winter's face.
As Lucian looked up he noticed that bloodlust filled Winter and knew that the fun was just about to start, by this time Lucain had dug his teeth and nail's into the soft,pink flesh the bartender and felt the blood drip into his mouth, the sweet taste of fresh blood, the bartender was screaming in agony but that only intesified Lucian's need to feed and by this time the whole bar could see the tall, lean , horrifiying black wolf that was emerging from behind the counter.
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Post by brentjoyce on Jun 10, 2008 20:48:41 GMT -8
The blood stuck to Winter face. He took his finger and rubbed it across his cheek getting a few drops on his tips. He slowing raised it to his mouth and slowing sucked the blood on his finger. It tasted like cheap beers and wines all mixed into one drop. It was a nice change from the usual tastes.
Winter just sat on his stool eyeing Lucian. He liked what he saw. The blood lust the hatred for humanity, Winter felt that he made a convert out of Lucian. This is how it is suppose to be, Vampires and Werewolves should be terrorizing humans together. He sat and saw Lucian killing the bar tender. What a shame who was going to serve Winter now. He had a smug look on his face like the two have accomplished something so great in their few moments they had. He saw a small puddle of blood let on the table he rubbed it with his finger again licking it off the tip of his index finger. Oh it was so sweet. A shame he is being bit to pieces by Lucian, is all that Winter thought to himself. He took up his glass of whiskey into a salute and gulped it down.
He then turned around and stood on the counter of the bar. He stretched his hands out wide as if he was commanding the attention over Lucian eating the bartender behind. He had a sadistic grin on his face. He looked like the ring leader at a circus.
“Gentle of all ages!!! I give you the Werewolf Lucian.”
He then tilted his head down and gave a malicious grin
“And I am your local vampire Winter, come come don’t run nothing to be scared of but fear itself.”
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Post by The Wolfman on Jun 10, 2008 21:51:50 GMT -8
OOC: and now the fun begins!!!! BIC: The room filled with scream and shrieks as winter introduced the two, Lucian stood up and noticed two little girl's running for the door, Lunging for the door one of the little girl's was grabbed by the hair and was dragged back inside while the other one had her leg cut inhalf to prevent her escape, while Lucian was creating havock, he noticed winter having a little fun with the saloon patrions and deicide "that he should thank his new friend when they were done", but just as luican was looking over the other many tasty guests he noticed one of the hunter's take the young lady that was performing her little show just before winter entered, and saw that he was taking her into a back room, so lucian followed and when he stopped at the closed door, burting in Lucian caught the filthy humans in the mist of a act that was unthink able for the times, so Lucian procedded with the death of two more filthy humans and left the room to retunr to the main parlor room
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Post by brentjoyce on Jun 12, 2008 6:31:35 GMT -8
Winter got of the top of the counter top and made his way to the tenders side. Panic and screams was filling the room has the patrons of the saloon ran in every direction. Some of the men looked like they where waiting around for a fight. He knelled down where the liquors were located and begun to look at them bottle by bottle. Winter was very careful in his search looking for something that was very strong. A high proof liquor finally found its way into Winter's hand. He took the top off and poured it over a rag he took of the counter. He then stuffed the rag into the top of the bottle of liquor and lit the rag on fire.
He turned around to the panic crowd that was trying to funnel out the front double doors. He had a evil grin on his face.
"Who want's a whiskey?"
He then threw the burning bottle of liquor across the room towards the double doors. The bottle shattered sending shards of liquid fire all over the entrance of the saloon. A few patrons where hit and begun to throw their cloths off and roll across the floor.
Winter just stood up. It wasn't a great night. normally vampires don't just mindlessly kill a saloon full of humans. He let out a little sigh. Under his voice he told himself "If the wolf waited till we where outside then none of this would have happened." He then got around to the front side of the counter and passed through the crowd at full speed. crashing through one of the side windows of the saloon onto the main street.
Out side the view was even more chaotic. Half of the town was gathered in a semi circle around the saloon. They where just on lookers seeing the destruction. Winter brushed off the glass and dust on his vest and then begun to try and blend into the crowd. He noticed a few hunters where in the crowd. The situation for him and Lucian was slowly turning bad to worse. Not to mention now that half the town believes in Werewolves and Vampires.
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Post by The Wolfman on Jun 15, 2008 22:51:12 GMT -8
The big black wolf had turned around and noticed that the front door's were on fire, and with a great leap, jumped through the stained glass window's and with not so much as the sound of the glass shattering everywhere landed in front of Winter and infront of the town's ppl looking in horror as the two creatures stared at each other, as pure hate was over flowing from Lucian's cold dark eye's.
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Post by brentjoyce on Jun 19, 2008 19:48:28 GMT -8
“I think it’s best to kill in moderation. Killing entire towns gets the others mad.”
Winter pointed over his back at the crowd behind him with a indifferent smirk on his face. The truth was that Winter got carried away in the bar. He didn’t think that Lucian would cause such a mess. Who was going to clean this all up. Winter hoped the bar burned down with the bodies it would make it much easier if not one inside was alive. Winter still could play off that he is human. He is just drunk and being chased by this ‘monster’. Humans for the most part would be stupid enough to believe it.
“No hard feelings Lucian, it just seems you got carried away. How are you going to fix this mess.”
His voice had a hint of sarcasm. He adjusted his vest and made his way back through the crowd. Members of the crowd made a corridor where ever he moved.
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