Post by demitrialucard on Apr 18, 2009 20:18:27 GMT -5
-=IC Introduction=-
The Beginning
The air a spring chill settling uneasy as the twilight began to creep within the threshold of life, the rolling of fog swept across fields of green pasture letting the dense white mist succumb and overtake the land. White trail of nightly dew caressed and fell down the blades of grass within dark ambitions. Yet the skyways held but a twinkle of heavens within its cold abyss. Bodily of heavenly sights strode high from the reach of their world. A central pale body high in the sky full and lighting the pathway into the grim hour of haunting. The ambiance of life sprung wildly in the air allocating the birth of crickets and cycads that hung loosely to their frail lives and mating calls. The green hue of light from fireflies danced wildly over the wheat fields afar. Yet the pattering of thick boots combed across the road that lie beneath each heavy foot step of thick boots holding a high heel upon the sole of the shoe. The top of the heavily buckled boot swallowed tight leather pants almost painted upon his frame. His hips slowly drizzled over with a double studded belt that hung diagonally across ivory painted hips that sparkled of a sapphire jewel on each side of the showing bone, upon the other lain a set of ruby jewels upon the other side. Another double studded belt lain diagonally across his mid drift and ending at his thigh creating a X like pattern on his white skin giving a hint of a glow upon the hue of the high moon in the sky. Each step brought him closer and closer to the verge of the cities threshold putting his hands inside deep pockets of a swaying long trench coat that swayed with the winds patterns. The trench covered in multiple buckles and leather strap at the chest only covered slightly the corset top that held so gently upon his slender frame hiding it from the view of strangers. The crimson and black corset was tied tightly and framed the body perfectly. Ribbon and strings seemed to bellow off of the cloth that held his upper body so enigmatically. His ivory flesh glimmered in the pale hue of midnight as he finally stepped into the town looking around through intense blue eyes of elliptical shape. Tribal floral designs in red lines fanned from his left eye seemed to glam perfectly to the black and crimson outlined lips. The left side pierced with a round spike coil cuddling the corner of his mouth. The left tip of his nose pierced ad as well as his eyebrow of an unseen eye captured only by a pseudo-veil sea of black treated hair dipped in a deep crimson color that barely hung at his cheek in a angled coalition. The ivory flesh contorted as the curve of the cupids bow thinned causing the onyx billow of flesh to upturn into a half twisted smirk. Each step brought him closer to the town square where he’d find a girl sitting upon the fountain in white and dressed with a white chocker upon her neck dressed in lace.
“En chante madame moiselle [/b]”
The lady would only blush as she felt the white gloved hand lifted to be stained by black lips corrupting the perfection of holy innocence held within her soul and dress.
“And hello to you my good sir[/b]”
The mesmerizing look seemed to take hold of her soul as she breathed heavily the breath steaming the air and collecting dew upon unmarked skin and flesh of his neck as she stared endlessly into the icy stare. A hand wrapped in but a silk fingerless glove caressed the snow white fabric almost crinkling its perfection under the deviation of the devil at sight. Black sickening lips twisted upwards into the shape of a smile. Vileness crept from the pink of his tongue as he whispered something upon the virgins ear. His breath freezing the gathering sweat upon her neck, tilting it but a small angle as placid lips stained her perfect tanned flesh forever. A gasp of breath exhaled from the maid his hand crept to the adverse side of the neck pulling her closer as crimson vitae stained the neck letting a small rivet of liquid fall from his lips trailing down her neck into the curve of her bosom, and disappearing forever into the slip of her dress until staining the white corset at her tummy turning it a crimson splotch upon a virgin canvas. A scream from innocence tried to escape from her throat but only ended up a breathless whelp. Tears fell from the grace of once lively green eyes as they closed. She felt paralyzed to fearful to move as her heartbeat began to fade away. Her breaths becoming faster and shallower as she’d feel the swallow of air and her fading existence slowly becoming true to realization as a helpless whimper slip from her mouth that opened. Not a bystander would stop as they watched her life being stolen in front of their very eyes yet too mesmerized by the devil himself. A clear defiance to frozen to move to say a word of stop. Finally the final gasp of air fell from her chest and her body fell from his grasp splashing into the water below her. Vitae spilled from the wound on her neck painting the clear liquid with her left over blood. The figure stood and slowly the crimson stained muscle of his tongue caressed the left side of his lip. A smirk flashed upon cold lifeless lips as he began to part the crowd with every advancing step forwards. As the crowd reformed whispering now about the death of a girl and leaving yet it lifeless and alone within the fountain that had began it all.
The End
The setting played in his mind over and over as if a old movie as he sat upon the hood of the car bridged over it. The spill of black leather coat he had so long ago contrasting to the red crimson paint below him. His heavy boots upon the chrome finished front bumper and the bend of his knee upon the other side rested actually on the hood. His head rested upon the glass pane of the windshield as he stared into the endless abyss. Forever his mind revered into the past of his life. Centuries he walked endlessly through time itself watching as men rose and fell all the same.
“One day this age will end… Yet I will still be here…[/b]”
A sound like a melancholy sigh came from his own lips in retrospect to himself. He parked upon a ridge overlooking a new town and yet his cold eyes didn’t set upon the array of lights on building and the city itself, instead he visited the past in his mind, only now would he be able to be reborn.
-=IC char stats=-
Name: Alucard Demitri Tepes
Age:
Eye color: Ice Blue
Hair Color: Red w/crimson tips
Sire: Count Dracula Tepes
Clan: Tremere
BackGround: Unknown.. even by him until his turning, ask him.. he may tell you the story
Personality: silent, watching ,studying detached.
-=OOC=-
A little about the player
Name: ask
Age: 26
BirthPlace: Kyoto, Japan
Etenticity: Japanese/German
Experience as a Rper: I have role played on and off 16 years in many roles and many ways. As can tell I am at home within the vampire role of life and expertise.
hope you enjoyed the read as much as i did the write
The Beginning
The air a spring chill settling uneasy as the twilight began to creep within the threshold of life, the rolling of fog swept across fields of green pasture letting the dense white mist succumb and overtake the land. White trail of nightly dew caressed and fell down the blades of grass within dark ambitions. Yet the skyways held but a twinkle of heavens within its cold abyss. Bodily of heavenly sights strode high from the reach of their world. A central pale body high in the sky full and lighting the pathway into the grim hour of haunting. The ambiance of life sprung wildly in the air allocating the birth of crickets and cycads that hung loosely to their frail lives and mating calls. The green hue of light from fireflies danced wildly over the wheat fields afar. Yet the pattering of thick boots combed across the road that lie beneath each heavy foot step of thick boots holding a high heel upon the sole of the shoe. The top of the heavily buckled boot swallowed tight leather pants almost painted upon his frame. His hips slowly drizzled over with a double studded belt that hung diagonally across ivory painted hips that sparkled of a sapphire jewel on each side of the showing bone, upon the other lain a set of ruby jewels upon the other side. Another double studded belt lain diagonally across his mid drift and ending at his thigh creating a X like pattern on his white skin giving a hint of a glow upon the hue of the high moon in the sky. Each step brought him closer and closer to the verge of the cities threshold putting his hands inside deep pockets of a swaying long trench coat that swayed with the winds patterns. The trench covered in multiple buckles and leather strap at the chest only covered slightly the corset top that held so gently upon his slender frame hiding it from the view of strangers. The crimson and black corset was tied tightly and framed the body perfectly. Ribbon and strings seemed to bellow off of the cloth that held his upper body so enigmatically. His ivory flesh glimmered in the pale hue of midnight as he finally stepped into the town looking around through intense blue eyes of elliptical shape. Tribal floral designs in red lines fanned from his left eye seemed to glam perfectly to the black and crimson outlined lips. The left side pierced with a round spike coil cuddling the corner of his mouth. The left tip of his nose pierced ad as well as his eyebrow of an unseen eye captured only by a pseudo-veil sea of black treated hair dipped in a deep crimson color that barely hung at his cheek in a angled coalition. The ivory flesh contorted as the curve of the cupids bow thinned causing the onyx billow of flesh to upturn into a half twisted smirk. Each step brought him closer to the town square where he’d find a girl sitting upon the fountain in white and dressed with a white chocker upon her neck dressed in lace.
“En chante madame moiselle [/b]”
The lady would only blush as she felt the white gloved hand lifted to be stained by black lips corrupting the perfection of holy innocence held within her soul and dress.
“And hello to you my good sir[/b]”
The mesmerizing look seemed to take hold of her soul as she breathed heavily the breath steaming the air and collecting dew upon unmarked skin and flesh of his neck as she stared endlessly into the icy stare. A hand wrapped in but a silk fingerless glove caressed the snow white fabric almost crinkling its perfection under the deviation of the devil at sight. Black sickening lips twisted upwards into the shape of a smile. Vileness crept from the pink of his tongue as he whispered something upon the virgins ear. His breath freezing the gathering sweat upon her neck, tilting it but a small angle as placid lips stained her perfect tanned flesh forever. A gasp of breath exhaled from the maid his hand crept to the adverse side of the neck pulling her closer as crimson vitae stained the neck letting a small rivet of liquid fall from his lips trailing down her neck into the curve of her bosom, and disappearing forever into the slip of her dress until staining the white corset at her tummy turning it a crimson splotch upon a virgin canvas. A scream from innocence tried to escape from her throat but only ended up a breathless whelp. Tears fell from the grace of once lively green eyes as they closed. She felt paralyzed to fearful to move as her heartbeat began to fade away. Her breaths becoming faster and shallower as she’d feel the swallow of air and her fading existence slowly becoming true to realization as a helpless whimper slip from her mouth that opened. Not a bystander would stop as they watched her life being stolen in front of their very eyes yet too mesmerized by the devil himself. A clear defiance to frozen to move to say a word of stop. Finally the final gasp of air fell from her chest and her body fell from his grasp splashing into the water below her. Vitae spilled from the wound on her neck painting the clear liquid with her left over blood. The figure stood and slowly the crimson stained muscle of his tongue caressed the left side of his lip. A smirk flashed upon cold lifeless lips as he began to part the crowd with every advancing step forwards. As the crowd reformed whispering now about the death of a girl and leaving yet it lifeless and alone within the fountain that had began it all.
The End
The setting played in his mind over and over as if a old movie as he sat upon the hood of the car bridged over it. The spill of black leather coat he had so long ago contrasting to the red crimson paint below him. His heavy boots upon the chrome finished front bumper and the bend of his knee upon the other side rested actually on the hood. His head rested upon the glass pane of the windshield as he stared into the endless abyss. Forever his mind revered into the past of his life. Centuries he walked endlessly through time itself watching as men rose and fell all the same.
“One day this age will end… Yet I will still be here…[/b]”
A sound like a melancholy sigh came from his own lips in retrospect to himself. He parked upon a ridge overlooking a new town and yet his cold eyes didn’t set upon the array of lights on building and the city itself, instead he visited the past in his mind, only now would he be able to be reborn.
-=IC char stats=-
Name: Alucard Demitri Tepes
Age:
Eye color: Ice Blue
Hair Color: Red w/crimson tips
Sire: Count Dracula Tepes
Clan: Tremere
BackGround: Unknown.. even by him until his turning, ask him.. he may tell you the story
Personality: silent, watching ,studying detached.
-=OOC=-
A little about the player
Name: ask
Age: 26
BirthPlace: Kyoto, Japan
Etenticity: Japanese/German
Experience as a Rper: I have role played on and off 16 years in many roles and many ways. As can tell I am at home within the vampire role of life and expertise.
hope you enjoyed the read as much as i did the write
