Virgin Kiss; An Equine Vampire

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Virgin Kiss There is a land beyond the living and the dead, a place where demons nest; Salanior. Each and every race must live for the better of their kind, but it proves to be quite difficult considering their races. The bloodsucking, the dead and the living. The Vampiric, devided. The Wraith is few left to feed off. The mortals struggle to live, so they call for their breathren of all the lands, to come forward and stand against the demons. Then there are the half casts, creatures of neither beings, banished from all races, forced to live the world in non-accepted souls. A free-form fantasy horse RPG where so far only three races live but... this is fantasy right? Anything can happen!
Vampires Vampires are considered the rarest beauties. Dark and Wise but also weak and easily destroyed. Converted: 10	Wraiths The creatures that rise from their deaths. Fiery, simple and one of the strongest races. Decaying: 3	Mortals Horses that have neither died nor been altered. Pure and Free, the last great blood of life. Purities: 5

Season:
Spring

Hour:
Daylight

Breeding:
Yes

Year:
CCL novus

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Re: The blood crypt
« Reply #10 on Sept 6, 2008, 4:12pm »

"Well this worked out for tor" Famine stated into scilence. She was so black she looked like a shadow. "you'll never be trustable or have allies, Miseria, you're foolish. and one day you're foolishness will catch up with you, and then who are you going to run to?" flame was leeking out of her nostrils and her eyes were aflame. her ears were pinned back and fury escaped from her in the form of a burst of flames lighting the dry grass around miseria. slowly Famine aproached. death screaming out from every aspect of her body. she had had enouph!...

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I have been cursed to be a demon.
I devour the weak and pure.
My age is unknown.
I posses the body of a friesian-arab.
I'm a mare.

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« Reply #11 on Sept 6, 2008, 4:54pm »

Then it struck me, this demon wasn't my mind's trick, the one i used to trick others. It was a real one and it had tricked me. This i realised too late and now i was alone against this thing. I was scared beyond all belief and utterly voulnerable. How could i be so stupid. I heard this demon's statement but didn't reply. I drew my ears back and stamped a fore hoof. I knew a fight was on the way. The demon's second statement lashed me into fury. My lips drew up as i arched my neck. Fury drove all my fear away. How could she make such a fool out of me? My muscels twitched with readiness. I will kill this demon! I charged at her... only to no prevail. Her flames surrounded me. I would have tried to escape but the wall of flames were too high and deadly smoke was soffocating my loungs and corrupting my thinking. I began to feel lightheaded and thought that i would collapse any moment...

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I am awakend by the name Miseria
I am blessed to be a Vampire
I inhabit the body of an Arabian
I have dwelled this cursed land for 8 years
I am a Mare but certainly no coward
Curious? I look like this: http://gallery.photo.net/photo/4037334-lg.jpg

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Re: The blood crypt
« Reply #12 on Sept 11, 2008, 2:33pm »

I subsided my flame and saw Miseria just lying there. She must have passed out from the flames. I rose to my hind legs and kicked at the clouds. I landed on Miseria's ribs and heard something snap... Suddenly I heard a scream escape the vampiress. I arched my neck and trotted round to her face. She was strugling for air and she looked pathetic. I lashed out another front fore and hit her in the neck. A chock excaped her and now she was coughing up blood, blood was also oozing out of her broken rib and bruised neck. . .

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