RP "school" ((all new members, start here))

[Kait Kimishi]

murder between vampire (girl but I say vampire) and human (girl)

One day a girl was walking around in the darkest forest you could ever see. The girl couldnt see anything except from 1 inch from her. All of a sudden she heard a sound around her and she couldnt see anything. She kept looking around. "who is there why are you here." the girl said scared. The vampire taped her on the shoulder and dissapers. The girl turns around and saw no one was there. She was shaking "who are you why did you tap me on the shoulder" the girl said louder and more scared. The vampire taps her on the other shoulder. "what do you want. Why are you taping my shoulder." the vampire smiles dissapering. The girl looks at her shoulder and there was blood on it "Where did the blood come from. Is it my blood where did it come from" She then felt a pain on her neck. The vampire put her fangs in the girl's neck. The girl fell to the ground. The vampire walks away in the darkness ready to hurt and toucher someone else  

[TheVulgarUnicorn]

Much better, deserving a warrior rank. Now you can go make a character int he profile section. You can make anything but a Dhampire.  

[Lahrette]

Edit: Whoops, I appear to be a year too late wink

I'm not so much a regular role-player, just someone who really likes the NA trilogy... But I'll give this a go.

Characters are completely made up right now. Ellen, a slight 18 year old, and Steve. This is told from Ellen's P.O.V...


My fingers were frozen to the hilt of my worn katana, clutching it in a death grip as I took another step backwards. He raised an eyebrow in a mocking way in a way that caused burning anger to flare up, streaming through my veins like blood. My grip loosened slightly, allowing me better control as I stepped forward and took a wild swing. A wild swing that he easily blocked. I retreated slightly, enough for me to take a breath and calm down before he attacked me. The flurry came thick and fast and while I managed to block some of it, most of the hits scraped against my shoulders, my arms, my face. In pain, I straithed to the side and managed to get in a hit of my own to his side. He grunted and turned.

"If this had been real, you'd be dead," Steve said. I nodded sheepishly. He smiled. "But, you are making progress, however slowly. That at least tells me I'm not wasting my time."

He dropped his sword to the floor and walked over to the large wooden doors. There he paused, slightly longer than necessary. That clued me in. He turned sharply and threw a shiruken towards me. I hit the ground just as it should've hit me and I heard it bury itself into the wall behind me. He grunted again and I got up.

"Good, although again in reality you cant do that - they'll just throw them at the floor as soon as you hit it. So you'd better move instead. And that's when one of the logs hanging down from the ceiling decided to whack me in the head. Steve laughed. "And whatever you do, always check for dangers."  

[Alucard Daemon]

I appear to be later than Lahrette but I'll give it a shot.

Azrael, a character I created, along with Stormheart and the guards.

Azrael was lead out to the gallows shortly after Stormheart. The guards, acting as executioners, were armed with broadswords and stilettoes. He saw the guards place a fitted noose around Stormheart's neck. 'I have to do something,' he thought to himself as he moved closer. He and Stormheart had come up with a plan to take down the corrupt guards. Stormheart, a homunculus like Azrael, had the power of changing fate for the better or worse. He would change the fate of the guards for the worse.

It was just about time for their plan to fall into action when a guard drew his stilettto and charged Azrael. The guard had been given the task of killing Azrael. Azrael kicked the guard and caught the stiletto then ran toward Stormheart. He disarmed a guard and gave the weapon to Stormheart who murdered as mercilessly as Azreal did. The crowd that gathered had ran by then so Azrael and Stormheart set off to find the man who tried to have them killed.  

[Jessie Zethis]

Fight between a Big "Asher" and his guilds Fist "Scar"

Asher stepped up on due day, and handed Scar his four copper. Scar looked at the copper and said "Another, you missed last time, remember?" Asher scowled and took a copper back, instead. Scar punched him, and Asher did his best not to double over. No matter how small, Scar hit hard. Asher still did not give him the two copper he supposedly owed. "I'll give you back the one, if you forget about last dues day." He said, holding one copper out to Scar. Scar instead grabbed Asher's long hair and pulled, holding his hand out. "Or," He said, pulling with every other word, "You can give me both coppers, and another copper for resisting."

Asher snapped. He ripped his head back, pulling several hairs out and tearing his scalp a bit. He kicked one leg up hard, his foot connecting with Scar's stomach. Scar doubled over and coughed "Kill him." Before falling unconscious. The two Bigs on either side of him, one fifteen, the other sixteen, took a step forward and both threw punches. Asher couldn't see past the tears brought to his eyes from the pain in his head, and was hit in the nose and the chin. He licked his busted lip and realized he'd bit the tip of his tongue off. The bigs each held out a hand. He leaped forward and grabbed their heads and smashed them against each other.

The stunned silence then exploded into cheers, some for Asher winning, others for just seeing Scar get knocked on his a**. Asher turned around and was swarmed by littles, all of them screaming joy at him. He motioned for everyone to be quiet. Nothing happened, so he yelled. "Everyone, clap tongue!" he said, his big voice echoing in the old amphitheater they lived in. Everyone slowly quieted. "Don't kill 'im." He said, motioning to Scar. "He just needs to learn that he's no different than the rest of us."

He was about to say something else, but didn't even get a sound out because a white pain had exploded in his back. He grabbed and found a knife. He couldn't pull it out. Scar was laughing, but already Asher was starting to become deaf and blind, and was slowly fading in every other sense. He vaguely heard Scar screaming bloody murder, and then all was nothing.

Never planned on using these characters, although I might take names.  

[Kierenn Zethis]

Tasha stood pressed against the wall breathing slowly. She could hear several of them, four, maybe five based on the different sounds of footprints and voices she could hear through the half open doorway. The nearest of them sounded to be about halfway across the room. She didn't like that distance, too much time for them to notice her no matter how good she was at sneaking. She would have to take them by surprise.

Tasha burst through the doorway taking two quick steps then launching herself into a dive-roll, exhaling as she did so. As she came back up to her feet she drew her knives, turning to face the man she now stood beside. Taking the residual momentum from her roll she brought her arm around as she turned, bringing one of her knives across the man's jugular. She then shoved the man's body into two of the remaining men in the room before turning to the other two.

The first of these she dispatched with a poisoned throwing knife that struck to the base of the man's neck just below the adam's apple. The second had reached Tasha by the time she had finished throwing, so she spun around behind the man, slamming the blade of her knife into his kidney.

By this point the other two were starting to recover. Three quick, running steps closed the distance between herself and them before Tasha flipped forwards through the gap between both men and, both knives in hand, she stabbed backwards judging her positioning by were she could see their shoulders in her peripheral vision. Both her knives struck their targets, straight into the men's hearts.

Pulling her knives out quickly and sheathing them, Tasha turned and ran out of the room. She sped down the hallway diving past a pair of guards who were making their rounds. There weren't enough shadows in this place to bother with sneaking, and after her little mess back there was discovered a disguise would only impede her escape. So she ran, killing or evading anyone who attempted to stop her.

((not sure if this is too late to join but i figured i would give it a try anyways... though i haven't done any forums rp for a while now >_<))