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Post by justlettingyoukn on Jan 19, 2018 20:09:46 GMT -5
My character is in the military and is stationed in hidden camp on the border of Vietnam . He is abnormally strong and sustaining, they call him steel and you can tell why by looking at him. But one night he decides to wonder off the camp drunk and ends up running into your character at night, your eyes glowing with the moonlight. But you also have an attractive aura that entices my character and we go on from there? Where you try to get my character to end the war and live a life of peace
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Post by justlettingyoukn on Jan 19, 2018 20:54:39 GMT -5
Name:Jake Muller Age:24 Personality: Rough around the edges, likes to fight, deep down is a good person, but is often violent Bio:Orphan child that often got into fights and did poorly in school always getting expelled. He dropped out and enlisted into the military when he was 16 Appearance:  Extra:He’s about 6’5 |
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Post by dreamcaster1224 on Jan 20, 2018 19:48:09 GMT -5
Name: Lydia Van Toya Age: 300yrs old Personality: cold toward humans, free spirited, passionate, bold, and stubborn Bio(optional): Lydia has lived centuries and even though the world has chamged, one thing stays the same. The life sucking parasites called humans. They destroy nature and spend lifetimes fighting meaningless wars. She's avoided them most of her life but now she finds herself in the middle of one of history's most infamous wars. This war supplied her with a cover to work her way through and take out both countries leaders and cut this blasphemous war short. Appearance: Extra: unnaturally strong and fast, has the power of persuasion, often takes pleasure in killing humans.  |
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Post by justlettingyoukn on Jan 20, 2018 20:09:52 GMT -5
Jake got back from his scouting duty for the day and was ready to drink himself through the night since it was the only thing he enjoyed more then getting into action. He had gotten through 3/4 of the bottle when he decided that he wanted a change of scenery then the depressing bunk at the camp. He walked out and wondered down the dirt road that lead to the small village that was under their surveillance. The road was long and secluded especially this late in the night, it was almost 12 when the village was in view but he had a weird feeling in his chest
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Post by dreamcaster1224 on Jan 22, 2018 0:00:36 GMT -5
Lydia had been listening to the distant shouts and gun fire that surrounded the land she was on. She was residing in the woods, living in a tree house type campsite. The hot humid weather provoked a lack of clothes during the day, but night brought a relief from the heat. Lydia had wandered down to the river to rinse her skin free of the dingy smell she feared she gave off. Footsteps could be heard not for off, unalarmed, Lydia carried on about her buisness, knowing that there wasn't much out here that could actually hurt her.
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Post by justlettingyoukn on Jan 23, 2018 16:34:23 GMT -5
Jake stopped walking and stared at the village opening the weird feeling in his chest got strong and it was almost like he was being pulled lightly in a certain direction off the path, he took a swig of his bottle and decided to follow it. He kept on the set direction and taking more swigs here and there until he heard water which made him stop in his tracks again and analyze his surroundings, even when he was drunk he was still a soldier....more like warrior
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Post by dreamcaster1224 on Jan 23, 2018 22:35:36 GMT -5
The scent of human and iron filled Lydia's senses as the unknowing soldier wandered closer and closer to her. She knew he was close enough to hear her, so like a siren, she lured him in with her voice. A soft song trailed from her lips as temptation filled in like a fog.
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Post by justlettingyoukn on Jan 23, 2018 23:16:08 GMT -5
Jake heard the singing causing him to raise a brow ‘who would be around here this late...and singing’ he thought to himself then noticed the fog and his eyes widened “what the hell...” he mumbled but he kept on going perhaps even more so because of the added singing along with the feeling growing in his chest. He was soon able to see the silhouette of a woman in the fog which was the source of the singing, he called out to her “Hey! What are you doing?” He said just loud enough for her to hear over her singing
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Post by dreamcaster1224 on Jan 24, 2018 14:03:30 GMT -5
A soft giggle was heard from the girl, but that was all the answer she gave. Lydia felt her fangs pierce her bottom lip as the man got closer. She waited like a spider waiting to trap it's prey.
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