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Posted: Sat Apr 10, 2010 10:56 am
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Posted: Sat Apr 10, 2010 10:59 am
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Posted: Sat Apr 10, 2010 11:06 am
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Posted: Sat Apr 17, 2010 2:58 pm
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Name: Kyle Valtinian III Nick Name: Kyle Actual Age: 724 Appearance Age: Late thirties perhaps. Bio: Kyle was born into being a full-blooded vampire. The privilege was great, everyone below him satisfied his every wish. But, they didn’t do it out of kindness to the grand vampire, it was strictly out of fear that he would hunt them down and kill them. Being one to take people for granted, Kyle ended up using everyone around him until they all turned on him. Ashamed of what he had done, he tried to fix his relationships, but eventually gave up and went into isolation. He traveled until he came upon an abandoned mansion, where he still resides. He tried keeping his presence there a secret, people did see him though and branded the mansion as haunted. Now, if someone comes in, they are simply his dinner. Height: 6’7 Weight: 157 Other: He only drinks human blood when he needs to. He prefers animal blood, preferably carnivorous animals.
((Sorry it took so long. :[))
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Posted: Sat Apr 17, 2010 3:08 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 17, 2010 3:22 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 17, 2010 3:54 pm
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Kyle Valtinian III It had been exactly four days, nine hours, twenty minutes, and five point two seconds since Kyle had fed. No one had been in the mansion for days nor did anyone pass by during the night, trying to see the ghost that haunted it. Trying to see Kyle. The time that passed seemed irrelevant, but the time that passed from when he had last ate never seemed to become irrelevant to him. His head always thought the same way. It did not matter how many days had passed, he would always remember how many days, hours, minutes, and seconds from the last time he satisfied his thirst. Kyle usually drank from animals that lived in the area, but lately he had not want to go out. Everything he did just seemed to keep him in his melancholy state. Nothing changed that either.
So, when he heard the conversation coming from outside, he could not help but become slightly excited from people daring each other to come into his lair. The very thought made his mouth water with hunger, his throat stung, feeling like an elephant hide because it was so dry. Come, please satisfy my thirst. Kyle thought eagerly. The vampire rushed to the window to see that a blue creature was coming to the mansion that laid on top of a hill. What? How am I supposed to? Oh well, I’ll still drink from her. Kyle thought to himself. It did not matter what he drank from, as long as it had the life force he needed. Everything that was warm had the life force, the blood.
Rushing down the stairs, he hid in the shadows of the first room to the left. He heard the creature walk into the house, he could even hear her drop the door handle and catch it. If he wanted to, and if he was not in such a thirsty state, he could have calculated how far the handle was from the ground. Waiting, he stayed completely still, not wanting to miss the perfect chance to drink the creature dry.
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Posted: Sat Apr 17, 2010 4:06 pm
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A little after Shiro entered the house, her grey eyes scanned over the area. It was rather dark and she could see just a little-Only the things closest to her. She squinted slightly but then grabbed onto her tail. Her ears flattened to her head. She gulped quietly, she was a bit scared but she did her best not to show it. She put the handle down on a small table she saw that was near by-Or... So she hoped it was a table. "Wow... Its so dark in here.." She whispered to herself, as she let go of her tail and reached up fixing the scarf around her neck, pulling it tighter, then she sniffed the air. The place smelt of dust and a kind of dingy smell. She wrinkled up her muzzle and shook her head. Her ears perked up, listening as closely as she could. She could've sworn she heard something-But that could also be her mind playing tricks on her. She began to hum a strange yet creepy tune as she began to slowly make her way further into the darkness-Her hands out, and her legs and feet going slow just incase there was something on the ground. She didn't know how big it was on the inside or where everything was, since this is her first time ever being in or near her. From the stories she has heard she never even got close. She was afraid to die she had to admit. If she didn't admit to that she'd be lieing to herself. She let out slow breaths then took in a deep one. Her heart was racing and her breathing had gotten a bit heavier. Her ears twitched as her foot touched something-But she did best to ignore it. She didn't want to know what it was. It could be a dead animal or... Person for all she knew. The thought gave her shivers and she coughed lightly into her arm. Now where she was heading there was a more different smell. She couldn't explain it but it was not like the smell was when she first entered the house-Yet she continued foreward, out of curiousity.
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Posted: Sat Apr 17, 2010 4:18 pm
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Kyle Valtinian III Kyle heard her whisper about the mansion being dark. Of course it is, if it wasn't, then I'd be dead. He responded through his thoughts, wishing he could communicate through his mind. Kyle continued to listen, not breathing, nor moving, the chances he had to get to her without her making a noise or screaming were slim. Even though he did not breath, nor did he need to, the scent of her wafted into his nose. He smiled with pleasure, this creature had a life force that smelled more appetizing than a human. Listening, he heard her set the knob down on a dusty table. Then she hit her foot against the bear rug that laid on the floor. She was slowly making her way towards him.
The anticipation was killing Kyle. Why would the creature not move faster. As he listened, her breathing quickened and her heart raced. With each thump, it felt as though the darned thing was teasing him. The rythm of it made him wince, he needed to feed. Soon. But, his better half of his mind told him to wait against the far wall of the room he was in. His mind said to not move an inch for he would get his dinner soon enough. Even though he did not agree with his logical side, he stayed in the room, and thought about the seconds, minutes that went by as he did so. The clock in his head made his eyes start to glow in eerie yellow, the color they got while he turned feral. Irrational. If the girl did not come soon, he would certainly come to her.
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