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Post by The Wolfman on Jun 19, 2008 21:48:13 GMT -8
Lucain looked as Winter was walking away and thought to himself "what a coward, that vampire is a weak example for what he made himself out to be."
Lucian had a smirk on his face as he called out winters name, out into the crowd he could see Winter walking away, " I just thought i would let you know that I am one of those people you dont want too upset", and just as Lucian said this one of the hunter's from the bar placed his hand on Lucians shoulder.
"let him go, and come with us." just as the words left the hunters mouth, Lucian with a great tug and a swing broke the hunters arm in 3 places then severed it from his body and threw it into the crowd, the blood spatering all over a poor little girl and her white dress becoming drentched in red. "what a beautiful , sight that is." and man next to Lucians foot was quivering and shaking violetly. "stupid vampire, dont you know what i am?!" Lucian was caught in his thought's when three to four violent snarles erupted from inside the bar, bursting forth throught the burning building was four tall, black, muscular werewolf's. Lucian turned too them with a wide smile on his face "welcome brother's!"
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Post by brentjoyce on Jun 20, 2008 11:22:59 GMT -8
Winter looked back at the group of beasts and turned around. Out of his coat he grabbed a vintage silver dagger. He held it steady in his right hand, with a strong slashing motion Winter brought to arms.
“I forgot that you hounds come in backs.”
He had a bit of caution in his voice. Going up against a few werewolves is very different from going up against one. Winter took a step forward and held his dagger in a way so that it pointed towards the neck of Lucian.
“I don’t suppose you want to take this to a less civil arena.”
Every word had a hint of spite that made Winter’s face tense. He wasn’t in the greatest of positions and he knew it. He just looked over at Lucian and gave him the deepest glare he could muster.
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Post by The Wolfman on Jun 20, 2008 16:54:00 GMT -8
"pathetic." thats all that Lucian said to winter, as Lucian turned around and let the rest of the werewolf's lose on the crowd and winter.
The werewolf's tore through the crowd with ease mangling and decapitating the masses, women and children it didnt matter to us.
As Lucian went back towards the saloon, to see if there will be any other bertheren to join him and his cause, As he kicked down the door's he saw one of the hunter's trying to save the life of a woman who was bleeding to death. Lucian walked over to the two very quietly and with great strength hurled the man off the woman and sat down next to her. "My dear.... you are going to die" and transforming into a wolf Lucian bit down into her neck and feed, satisfying his blood lust even more, and with a great howl returned outside to enjoy the rest of the laughter.
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Post by brentjoyce on Jun 25, 2008 18:28:51 GMT -8
Winter begun to run at full speed towards one of the werewolves. He moved with so much speed that the werewolf was caught off guard while the vampire quickly slit the throat with his silver dagger. A narrow spray of blood erupted and made a line across the entire side of the saloon. Winter was now crouched and ready for another move making sure he was readied with his dagger in hand. He had a glare on his face as he was staring down another one of the werewolves.
At once the wolf jumped with a fierce growl. It leaped with it claws out all sharp and long. Winter just kneeled under the soaring wolf holding his dagger up with both hands placing a clean cut down the middle section of the werewolf from the bottom of the neck to the end of it torso. The blood poured down on to him soiling his hair with the scent of a werewolf. He licked a few drops off his face. Another leaped at his directly from his side Winter reacted with the speed of lightning placing a few shots into it skull. The bullets from his Colt 45. found it’s mark. Winter was armed with one just encase he need extra range.
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Post by The Wolfman on Jun 25, 2008 21:48:04 GMT -8
OOC: brent are u useing a colt 45 pistol?! if so i thing your in the wrong era! because it didnt exsit in the time period that were in!
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Post by The Wolfman on Jun 25, 2008 22:09:58 GMT -8
All of the werewolf's howled together, the howl was that of pain and anger blened together to form a ear pierceing sound that even made winter hold his ear's closed, and just as winter was kneeled over two of the werewolf's started a double team attack on the weak vampire. The two big black and powerfull werewolf's were closing in on there prey a unseen force knocked one of the beast's to the ground and that forced the other creature to turn his attention on the attacker.
The attacker was the last hunter of the three "it look's like he's was protecting the vampire," one of the werewolf's remarked in his thought's. The werewolf that was knocked to the ground stood up with a feirce growl and drool driping from his mouth,opened his jaw and licked his lip's and his snout making it soft and wet again after breathing in the dirt, after laying on the ground for so long. Off in the distance the three werewolf's that Winter had dispatched earlyer were recovering from there wondes and were back on there feet ready to rejoin the battle.
The hunter was trembling when the two creatures turned to attack him and brought him to the ground and tore him the thread's, one of the werewolf's grabbed the hunter's head and rolled it to the feet of winter and let out a low chuckle.
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Post by brentjoyce on Jul 4, 2008 5:27:17 GMT -8
ooc: so it seems that cutting a wolf in half doesn't kill them, or cutting their throat. or shooting them in the face 6 times with a .45 colt revolver.
Bic:
Winter looked at the creatures that have rejoined the battle. quickly reloading his revolver, he dashed away from the scene down the back alley. Winter was running so fast that everything was a blur around him he jumped and kicked off one of the wooden walls placing a dent right in the side of it. He found him self on the roof of a building down the street from the saloon. Winter grab a match box from his pocket and took a glass flask out of his other pocket and tore a piece of cloth and covered the top of the flask with it. He then shoved it back into his pocket and made his way back down to the street and continued to run at full pace.
He was still under the effect of some of that alcohol so he had to be careful because things would shift in and out of focus. Smacking into a trash can winter staggered but he turn around and continued to back pedal to see if anyone was following him.
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Post by The Wolfman on Jul 4, 2008 16:10:42 GMT -8
OOC:http://fearsomefour.proboards39.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=basics&thread=274&page=1#9645
BIC: Lucian took off after winter towards the alley, while the werewolf's created havoc and death in the little town. Following the scent of the vampire Lucian felt the connection with the werewolf's in town for there blood lust was over flowing and the slaughter was hardly enough to full fill it. As Lucian was walking down the alley a flicker caught his attention, following the flash Lucian came upon a small child sitting in the corner, cowering over a dead body. The blood flowing from the body in a bright red puddling around the child's feet.
Lucian jumped up on to the roof top's and saw winter looking around, disoriented and confused, when a flash from what was happening back in town was filling Lucian's head. Women and children being decapitated while the men ran for their life's leaving there wife's behind just so they could have a better chance of survival. "what coward's", Lucian thought to him self as he jumped down and greeted winter with a snarl.
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Post by brentjoyce on Jul 5, 2008 17:30:57 GMT -8
"What is the point?"
Winter asked blankly a cold wind coming over his stone shoulders. The coat around Winter moved with light ripples from the breeze. Hair cover half of his face his only features that Lucian would make out would be his frozen left eye and his emotionless mouth. Going for the Colt .45 in his pocket he raised it high and let bullets fall from the round camber; it was emptied with the cling of small lead bullets hitting the floor. He then lowered the gun to his side and then move the camber back to its ready position empty. Finally he graped his dagger and flung it at the roof at his feet. It splintered and stood in place as if defying time and gravity.
Now he was weaponless and looked completely defeated. The yells from below billowed up the alley ways in to his harden ears. Winter just closed his eyes and stood with his neck completely exposed.
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Post by The Wolfman on Jul 9, 2008 15:01:07 GMT -8
Lucian with a great snarl, grabbed winter by the throat and placed him aginst the wall. "what do you mean,what is the point?!" as Lucian tighened his grip around winters cold neck.
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Post by brentjoyce on Jul 26, 2008 23:10:20 GMT -8
OCC: there i posted but nothing that would continue the story maybe some other time  |
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Post by brentjoyce on Jul 28, 2008 21:17:10 GMT -8
Winter had a sly smile on his face. His throat was being grabbed by the werewolf. He reached in his pocket and took out the glass flask. The ambery fluid just dying to be lit on fire. The rag ready to be torched by the lighter in his other hand.
“Hands off or we both burn.”
Winter begun to light the rag and the rag burned quickly. The fire illuminated the evil smile on Winter’s face. His eyes where full of pain and hatred. He only wanted to get out of the grasp of the werewolf and return the pain he was given with his fists. But, also he wanted to run he wanted to get away. He felt it deep with him.
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Post by The Wolfman on Oct 7, 2008 10:50:43 GMT -8
Lucian with a loud long and drawn out howl summoned his fellow bretheren to the fight with the sneeky vampire, werewolf's started gathering around the two creatures who were in a deadlock with each other, every single werewolf were breathing heavy and growling deep from there chest ready to strike the vampire down if he made any stupid move's and with Lucian knowing this he relesed winter with deep regret in his heart and in his chest.
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