Vampires Vs Werewolfs

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I saved this spot, but if it is not allowed feel free to kick me out. And it seems that there is a need for half animal thingies, so I think I will make my character into one of those.

Name:
He had no name, but ended up picking up Vincent Caldwell (You can call him Vince) over the years.

Age:
Unknown (Don't ask. This is my own spin on the matter.) Looks 20.

Race:
Half Animal, Half Human

Animal:
Vincent is half-bird.

Clan: He is more over in the Furries Clan, always following around their leader. He does not necessarily belong there because he wishes to belong to the forest, but if the leader asks him to do anything, Vincent will surely comply.

Appearance:
His Wings. (His wings resemble the ones on this bird.)
His Eyes
His Pendant.

Vincent is a colourful at first sight, with his curly, golden blonde hair, and vibrant green eyes. He is extremely tall, and wears an assortment of clothing, mostly bright colours, but when he fights, he dresses in all black. From his back, sprout bright green and blue wings, almost like an angels, but tend to curl around infront of him instead. There are long strands of feather coming from the base of the winds that reach the floor, and sometimes, depending on how 'birdy' he feels, tend to resemble a birds tail. His hieght is 6"3, making him tower over most, and has a semi-muscled build. He can take flight with his wings and such. He always wears the green and blue pendant claiming that if he takes it off, he would not be able to fly.

Also, he can turn fully into a bird resembling the one in the photo.

History:
Born into a family in the forest, he grew up happy and in solitude. He was the last to learn how to fly out of all of his siblings, yet he became one of the best flyers, soon outbesting even his parents. When the yearning to fly died down with his siblings, it only grew more in him, making him take ever chance possible.

One night, he spread his winds and flew off under the stars, and came back to find the nest empty. They were not there anymore. It turned out that they had all flew south, for the winter chill was coming, and they had left without him leaving him in the forest alone. He never did actually find his family, and soon enough he learned they would never come back. He roamed the forest, helping any creature in need, or greeting ever person he met. One time, his wandering brought him to an early civilization that was developed in the forest. They called him a God and worshiped him. He lived there for quite some time.

But as time went on, the last of the people there died off, leaving their monuments in ruins and in secrecy. He became a legend, and took on the role of the guardian of the forest. Nothing goes on there without his knowing.

Other:
If he enters the city, he wears a long cloak, overing his head and wings from the preying eyes of the humans. He tends to be happy, and kind, but not very hyped up. He is mellow yet an ever optimist. He holds no alliances to either werewolves or vampires. Up for romance, if any of you are so interested. He has a very 'coloruful' personality.

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~Incognito
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Can I make a second character? 'Cause I'd also like to make a wolfie!

Name: Annelise (Sometimes goes by Lissi) Cutback

Age: 18

Race: Werewolf

Clan: Lycans

Apperance: Annelise is tan, is medium height, only around five-foot-four, or five-foot-five, with a curvy, hourglass figure; however, she is still considered to be skinny. She has light coffe-coloured cascading curls that soften her sharp, harsh cheekbones, and her piercing golden eyes. She tends to wear only a gray tank-top and blue jeans. She has a habit of biting her nails to keep herself occupied, so the skin around it is frayed, and her nails are short and uneven.

History: A short history of Annelise: She came from Mexico with her family to wherever they are now. She was always embarassed by her family's stupid beliefs in werewolves and vampies. And now she is a werewolf. She despises vampires because the 'mosquitoes' tried to attack her sister. Annelise became so enraged that she went into her half-wolf form and killed the stunned vampire. Now she lives with the Lycans clan.

Other: Up for a relationship. Tends to be slightly hot-headed and standoffish. Just basically acting territorial like a true wolf. If she were in a relationship, she'd probably tend to be jealous if she saw someone talking to her man; or she'd just go kill the girl and drag her man off with her. She can be powerful, and though short, she can be intimidating. She could also have a describe 'go-getter' personality. If she wants something, she goes and gets it, instead of waiting for it. She gets other psyched up, too, just with a few words.
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Name: John

Age: 160 (appears 16)

Appearence: short black navy coat with black skiny jeans. He has short but long hair and wears red vans

History: he was made by Whimsy (if that's alright) and has followed her around since he was made except for 10 years when he went to be in a Japanese clan thee years whimsy calls his rebel years because he was only 16 his hormones are still in a constant state of flux and can be prone to childish behaviour

Personality: fun and free spirited he has litle or know cares

Other: is an amazing fighter up for love




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Name: Mikael Eisentein

Age: 250 appears 25

Race: Vampire

Clan: Skyre (Who have all been killed) so will become Echelon

Apperance: Medium length blonde hair, 6ft5, black shirt with a blood red tie, black pinstripe trousers, white waistcoat, military boots and a top hat

History: Was a knight in England before travelling the world. He was attacked and turned in France but refused to join their insane underground war.

other: Carries a broadsword across his back and has developed minor telepathy since his transformation.
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When can we start? When can we start? *Is jumping up and down*
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is there only one of those half human half animal creatures? Oh and do we start in groups? Like should the hunters be with hunters, werewolf with werewolf, and vamp with vamp? :D Can we start!
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I hope I'm not to late!

Name: Akira Adelaide

Age: Unknown.

Gender: Female

Race: Half-bird half-human

Clan: The furries (*snicker* furries *snicker*)

Appearance: http://keyboardsforchrist.com/dove88.gif Thats a dove :). She has white wings that sprout from her back, like Vincent, but cooler, and white. She has white hair, extremely pale skin, wears white robes, and does not wear a pendant cause she isnt stupid. http://thumbs.dreamstime.com/thumb_278/1213064363j59pBk.jpg She has bright blue eyes that are really bright and blue :D. Soo much cooler then green. So yah, thats basically it... um.. she's about 5'9

History: She doesnt know where she originated from, and for the most part, she doesnt quite want to know. She's suffered from terrible amnesia since she was... well when she was young whenever that time may have been... yah. When she had encountered humans, people thought she was an angel, and has been quoted by catholic priests as the angel Gabriel, for her gender is not normally understood in her appearance.

Other: She's very... different. Sometimes she can find herself being very bright and happy, but sometimes she finds herself in solemn times when she sings gentle lullabies to the other birds in the forest. She rebels against her leader, for obvious reasons (aka. cat-bird relationship). She is up for love! (aka probably the other bird man LOLz)
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Name: Chloe

Age: 17

Race: Vampire

Clan: Echelon

Apperance: Image

History: She woke up without her memory. She has no idea who her sire is or her past.

other:Up for love!
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Name: Maya Ranmaru

age: 25

Race: Lycan (actually fox-like werewolf)

clan: Lycan



appearance: she has short blood red hair with amber eyes. She is slim and she has a large marking at her back

History: she was possessed by a fox spirit after witnessing the death of her parents by her younger brother. She trains in swordfighting by her adoptive father who tries to used her power in good use.

other: needs to avenge her parent's death

personality; sarcastic, silent and she is usally short tempered. SHe does not care of otehr but herself except for emergencies.




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In_the_Moonlight my character is just second in command, doesn't make her related in anyway. I didn't want that :) ,

Incognito Temptation of course thats alright, that is also classed as a neko

And yes it would be good if you all stuck together at first.

First Post

Wynter
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She layed down in the soft grass and wigged her tabby cat tail in the air. If she had lived with the human's she would have been known as strange but growing up with others like her was the best things ever. Since she had left the wild cats Wynter has been exploring the world. Now she is settled, but there is still a fight to be won, well stopped at least. Vampire and werewolfs. Grrr. Two races who will not rest, so our job as the nekos is to stop them.

"Vince has there been any wolf sightings lately?" Wynter says pounce onto her feet, "If so please inform Akira, I want her to get more involved"

"No there hasn't but I'll be sure to keep Akira informed when there is" Vincent said as he smiled and transformed into a bird, flying of towards our little village.

Wynter felt slightly uncomfatble when her others transformed as she used to eat birds.

Alex
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Alex stared over the dark sky, wondering what the others where doing. He heard quite footsteps behind him.

"Alex.. Why are you standing out here on your own" abigal asked standing to his side, her white hair blowing in the wind.

"Just thinking... About my sister" Alex replied, looking slightly upset.

"I see, Them bloody werewolf got her first" Abigal said glad it wasn't her brother or sister.

"yes, and I wonder what she's doing out there, what if she kills one of ours. what am i ment to do then" He said as a red tear fell for his blue eyes.

"Oh Alex" she said as she went to up her around him, but pulled back.

Alex noticed and turned around to hug her.

Annice
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"Ah!" Annice said as she felt a sharp pain in her head.

"your brother again?" Lucian asked as he stood next to her.

"yes, he's hoping i will not kill an echelon"

"of course we will" Lucian laughed, "we wont touch your brother, I promise"
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Akira:

"Coo, coo," Akira sang gently, her voice filling the forest with a serene sound. She loved singing in her human state for there was such a range to a human voice in which she could not reach in the state of her dove form. She smirked as birds called back with their own gentle calls. It was her favourite hobby, calling to the birds as she did.

"I'm getting a terrible headache from that wretched sound that you call a 'voice'." Vincent called over in bird tongue. "Do you mind putting a cork in it for even just a few minutes? I have some buisness to confer."

"Ah, and I was getting to the best part," she grimaced, turning her eyes back towards the forest. "Every single time I start you always have to interrupt."

"Just doing my job mam," he smirked before turning back into his human form, wings folding in front of him easily. "There has been no sightings but I am to keep your informed till the time comes!"

"You interrupted me for that?

"Beggars cant be choosers." He smirked. "I just like ruffling your feathers a little."

She scowled at him before turning towards the forest again, eyes turning back down towards her feet. "You know, one of these days I'm going to shoot you right?"

"You dont have the guts," he pushed her playfully.

"You really think so?" she raised her fist threateningly.

"No! Dont hurt me please! I dont want to break anything!"

She shook her head, lost in the stupidity of it all.
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Vincent

He slipped down from the tree from where he sat and angled down to the ground to stand by her, his coloured wings following him. He landed with a soft thud beside her relishing the slight breeze that flew threw the forest. He couldn't help but close his eyes and soak in everything around him.

"You are an idoit." Akira said turning away from him. "If that is all you have to inform me, well then, get lost."

His eyes opened and he glimpsed movement in the forest, running by quickly, obviously trying not to be noticed. He phased into his bird form silently and followed the shape through the familiar forest which was his. The form moved really quickly obviously trying to shake Vince away, but Vince stayed on the micellaneous shape, enjoying the thrilll of the chase. But when they reached a clearing, to Vincent's surprise, the shape had stopped and was sitting there batantly. It was a wolf.

Vincent felt himself transform tranfixed on the wolf standing before him. The sun settled gently in its fur and its eyes glinted casually, almost challenging,

Akira pulled up beside him a matter of moments. "I never imagined that you would actually 'get lost'. Why did you fly away like that?"

"Err.. I would like to inform you that there has been a wolf sighting."

Instantly, Akira's eyes connected with the shape of the wolf.

"Great."

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Lucian Black~Lycan Leader

Annice has no idea how incredibly hard those two words were for him to say. I promise. It was even more difficult knowing that he couldn't possibly keep it, even if she was a good friend. Nothing came before the pack especially a vampire.

"Thank you, Lucian. You have absolutely no idea what that means,"She smiled, a sad smile, and gave his shoulder a pat. Physical affection was something he rarely tolerated, but for Annice he was more than willing to let it slide. If only she knew....

"Alright, don't get all mushy about it."Lucian said, shaking her hand off,"It's time for a hunt anyway. I haven't eaten in hours." She laughed and they made their way back to the still sleeping camp. It was practically afternoon and only Lucian and Annice were awake, on guard.

"I'll wake the others up. Go on, get a head start. I guarantee I'll still beat you to the first kill of the day." Annice challenged with a smirk in his direction.

"You're on!"He joked, his voice changing from man to wolf as he changed. White fur exploded throughout his body and he gave an automatic howl, head bent back and everything.

Ileana Da'vine~Hunter

Her feet crunched against the fresh leaves below her boots. Ileana inhaled, soaking up her surroundings. The sun shown through blooming trees and she stood in an open circle lined by more trees. Finally spring. Her shotgun was held steady in her gloved grasp. Her entire body was covered in black leather hunting gear that matched her tied back hair, a trench coat was added to complete the ensemble.

"Here we go..."She whispered to herself quietly raising the gun. A deer was locked in her sights. Ileana could use some target practice. Her finger flew to the trigger like lighting and in a split second the deer fell limp to the forest floor. Gun fire rang out, echoing for a good distance. "Score!"
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Vincent

A gun shot sounded, ringing Vincent's ears. He automatically covered them quickly, and watched as the wolf bolted away. What great luck they had? Vincent looked balefully at Akira.

"It looked like your horrifying face scared it away." Vincent scoffed.

"Oh how childish of you! That wasn't even funny." Akira turned away looking into the surrounding trees. It was nearly impossible to see much of a distant through them because they were in the oldest vicinity of the forest. The trees all were incredibly large and grew close together. Vincent knew that Akira was no actually trying to make out any unfamiliar shapes, more over, she was listening to the bird's arround them. Vincent had closed them off from his mind. They were simple minded creatures, only looking for the necessities to live. All their voices would drone together in his mind if he let them.

"What was that gun shot about?"

"It seems a hunter. He killed a deer." Akira said solemnly. She always seemed to get mopey again when ever another animal died. Who knows why? It is the circle of life.

"Aren't we supposed to see what the hunter is doing in the forest? I thought Wynter made that clear." Vincent started to phase, feathers poking out of his skin. He automatically reached for his pendant, feeling the smooth gemstone beneath his fingers.

"Who cares what that cat has to say?" She hissed. "Just leave the hunter be. He will do no harm."

"Except for killing that poor dear... It never got a chance at life..." Vincent grinned at her mockingly. "It is the start of spring. They tend to be reckless."

"Fine then!" Akira glared at him and soon she too started to phase. Both of them leapt into the air, two birds flying inconspiciously. Of course, they flew together, a dove and a parrot, but who would care about that?

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Here is the wonderful Echelon leader's first post. (Phht ... wonderful leader! *snort-laugh*)

Whimsy

She stared unseeingly into the mirror-like puddle. The camp was buzzing, as usual, but she'd decided that she'd had enough. She needed to get away. The annoyance of being called 'Boss' and 'Ma'am' was becoming unbearable, and she'd needed time to think and get away.

Whimsy scrambled up into her favourite run-down silver-birch tree and huddled in the corner of a branch. She pulled her knees up to her chest and hugged them, resting her head on top. Letting out a sigh, she titled her head back and stared into the spiralling canopy of trees. There was an annoying bird somewhere singing quite horrible. The wretched noise made Whimsy's hand twitch towards her gun whenever she heard a rustle in the trees. If that thing started singing anywhere near her, it wouldn't live to see the next day.

Her gun, loaded as always, was burning a hole in the holster on her leg - metaphorically speaking. She heard a gunshot. Slipping from her perch on the tree, she picked her way back through the brush and dead trees to the camp.
"Man is least himself when he talks in his own person.

Give him a mask and he will tell you the truth."

-- Oscar Wilde



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