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OOC: God dammit, I don't want to advance to the next day because Silver and Midnight haven't posted >.<

 

Felicia dreamed of Rokujo, and Marcus, beating each other up. She sat in a theater seat in the middle of the forest, watching them fight with a drink of Pepsi and some popcorn.

 

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"I'm Chloe, her roommate." She explained to the pale young man.

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"Nice to meat you Chloe. I'm Rokujo. And behind me, is my younger brother, Mokuro." Rokujo introduced. "Oh, yeah, do come in, it is chilly outside, right?" Rokujo asked in a concerned tone, despite how much he was playing along. Mokuro got up from the sofa, and bowed to the two females. "You'll have to accept him that way. He was always that polite. Bowing.."

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OOC: Felicia was asleep in her house >.<

 

Felicia got up, hearing people talking outside of the apartment, and picked up her sword. She walked outside of her apartment, and her eyes opened wide in shock. "Rokujo, brother of Rokujo, Chloe?" She said, confused. "Oh, hey Felicia. Your friends here were just inviting me in. You come along too." Chloe invited jollily. "No thanks, I got asleep at 1:00 A.M. I'm gonna go back to sleep. Well, I guess I'll see you later, Rokujo, umm... I think I heard your name was Mokuro...? Well, g'night." She walked back into her house, popping some toast into the toaster as her stomach rumbled. "Quiet you." She said to herself.

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--Okay, single woman.

 

Rokujo looked strangely at Felicia who went back into her house. "Well, so much for that. Anyways, Chloe, care for something to drink?" Rokujo asked heading inside the house. Mokuro laid back onto the sofa, keeping an eye on Rokujo. "Make sure you don't screw up." Mokuro thought. "I won't screw up Mokuro."

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Rose dreamt a wonderful dream that night of herself beating the boogermonster from the forest repeatedly with a stick. 'what the hell is that rose!?' someone interrupted her. 'hm?', she turned around to find that bess stood behind her eyeing the blob up and down, with a disgusted look om her face. 'oh, hi bess!' rose greeted her cheerfully, 'don't worry bess, i can make it go away in a jiffy'. Rose snapped her fingers and the blob went away. 'that better not leave a stain' bess scolded her. 'it was a fragment of my imagination!' rose exclaimed, 'how could that possibly leave a stain?'. Bess shrugged, 'im just saying..' she started but was interrupted by rose. 'don't you bring up the cat dream again!' rose yelled, obviously annoyed. 'i found cat hair lying around several weeks after:..' bess defended herself att was cut off by a very annoyed leo. 'will you two EVER shut up!?' he yelled glaring at them. 'go to sleep both of you!' he said, laid himself down on a cloud and drifted away.

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OOC: Noooooo! Soul! Get your Legacy ass back in here! Or else. I'll tell on you. To God... So there. And he'll smite you, with his mega ultra concentrated nuke.

 

"Sure, anything will do thanks." Chloe sat down on a couch, "But, if you have it, a quarter ounce of rum, mixed with some Coca-Cola" "So, Mokuro... Umm, why is you and your brothers skin so pale?" She asked, putting down her shotgun.

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Rokujo walked into the kitchen, not even a meter's away, and took out all the things requested. A coke bottle and rum, and poured it into the glass. When Chloe asked a question about their skin, Mokuro responded with a chuckle. "Well, we both have this skin condition that runs in the family. No matter how often we get into the sun, we can't get rid of the paleness. So, we just don't simply try. Of course, sometimes we grow tired of the sun, so we stay indoors a lot. Unless it's dark outside, then we move out a lot. But that's us mainly."

Rokujo came back into the room with Chloe's drink, and gave it to her. "Well, it's mainly us because we're the remaining ones in our family, with the exception of one other relative." Rokujo remarked while Mokuro quickly glanced at him.

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"The land of haunting dreams and lost forevers." Vinessa suddenly muttered to herself, recalling the drunkly night, which she and someone else- who she'd already forgotten- made out with random paintings. For some reason the place looked different. Cleaner, perhaps.

 

~ And here comes Chelsea...~

 

"I don't give a damn about your family, if you don't get me that throne, you aren't getting food for the rest of eternity," Chelsea growled, flawlessly ripping the seems of her jacket and throwing it on the ground. "There are no immortals on this Earth who dare believe they are even in inch more powerful than I. No one will live unless the Volturi are strictly vanished from Royalty for good. And if you are too COWARDICE to face them, it simply proves how unworthy you are as a peasant. Now GO."

 

~ Evil is always so fun >:] ~

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--Evil is fun =D

 

Just then, before Chelsea's eyes, a wisp of power with such demonic intent behind it, so bloodlusting so divine yet covered in death, a man appeared within it, and the wisp was gone. The man's toes touched the ground, and laughed. "I'm sorry, did you say, 'There are no immortals on this Earth who dare believe they are even in inch more powerful than I.' Hehehe, my dear Chelsea, because I am on this planet, you're going to have to believe that you are weaker than I!" The man commanded.

 

--Guess who's back?

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((Micheal Jackson?))

 

At the end of the hallway (Wherever they are) stood another man. Messy black hair, dark red eyes. He had a bit of chin stubble. He wore a black suit, no tie, with black gloves and loafers. "Now now, let's not get ahead of ourselves." He stated curtly, his gloves stained with blood. He seemed to be picking at the neck area of the suit. "Luce, mind getting this over with? I dislike having to use my powers."

 

((OHMAHGAWDWHOISTHISRELATIVELYUNIMPORTANTCHARACTER?))

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--Evil is fun =D

 

Just then' date=' before Chelsea's eyes, a wisp of power with such demonic intent behind it, so bloodlusting so divine yet covered in death, a man appeared within it, and the wisp was gone. The man's toes touched the ground, and laughed. "I'm sorry, did you say, 'There are no immortals on this Earth who dare believe they are even in inch more powerful than I.' Hehehe, my dear Chelsea, because I am on this planet, you're going to have to believe that you are weaker than I!" The man commanded.

 

--Guess who's back?

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~ Slim shady. No waiiittt.... it's Lucifer, isn't it ?

 

"The survival of democracy depends on the renunciation of violence and the development of nonviolent means to combat evil and advance the good. At least two thirds of our miseries spring from human stupidity, human malice and those great motivators and justifiers of malice and idealism, dogmatism and proselytizing zeal on behalf of religious or political idols. You, my friend, cannot claim to be calamitous unless you corroborate so." Chelsea said all in one breath, her deep black eyes somehow further darkening. She waited for the hopeless response of the fuming man in front of her.

 

~ Own. xD~

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Chester giggled a bit, he had never seen her so sober before, especially in Xenophorth manor. Lucian chuckled to a joke he had just made, Ariel gave a slight smile as well, once again, it looked like it pained her.

"So what brings you two to my sprawling mansion?" Lucian asked, a hint of interest in his voice now. He took a seat in a lrge red velvet chair, by a hge fireplace. Ariel handed her master a tall glass of blood-red wine.

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Auster still had his lax expression, and gave another sigh. "Great, politics." He rolled his eyes before finally giving in. "You two enjoy yourself. Luce, I'm off to go see what this place has to offer." He gave a curt nod, and stepped out of the room, closing the door behind him. "Hopefully Vodka..." He muttered under his breath.

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Lucian gave a smile and motioned Ariel to sit at his feet. She sat down, her legs splayed out before her, just staring at Chester and Vinessa. He began to pet Ariel as if she were some covoted dog.

"Times have been rough in fair Italy, unfortunatly dear Vinessa. I hear of a dark force growing in evertranscending power, so unfathomable, it creeps through the walls of my palace." He said, takng a swig of his wine. Lucian continiued to massage the top of Ariel's head. He half expected her to start barking.

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"Oh?" Vinessa said, hugely irritated by the fact that she could just sit there and stare at them. She'd hardly even been paying attention to a word Lucian had said. "I also hear the more mannered folk are trying to deprive the Volturi of their throne. That's going to make a good headline around here, isn't it?" she chuckled.

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Chester too was very annoyed with the animalistic Ariel. It was amazing that she was taking all of this.

"Yes, I believe the press will have a field day with that kind of news. They have already been scaring mortals left and right," Lucian continiued, drinking deeply from his heavenly draft. It was a miracle he wasn't drunk off his ass yet.

"You've heard about the murders going on right?" Lucian said nonchalantly. He didn't even glance at them. Ariel purred.

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Auster sighed once again. He finished off the Root Beer he pillaged from the rather large fridges. A dead chef laid to his right, laying in his own pool of blood. Auster didn't seemed bothered by this, and crushed the can in a single go, tossing it behind him without looking. "Now, to see what's up." He opened the door to the kitchen slightly, hoping he could listen in on a conversation.

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[spoiler=Third. Heh heh heh, Marcus and (I think) Rokujo have got some competition.]

Full Name: Jude Fenrir

Age: 20

Gender: Male

Vampire/Werewolf/Shapeshifter/Human/Other: Werewolf

[spoiler=Appearance]blond.jpg

 

Bio (optional): Jude is a young, aristocratic Werewolf whose family has been war with Marcus' for generations. Jude, however, is sick of the senseless fighting, and moved away to Forks to escape his parents, who are stuffing inheritance down his throat.

Personality: Polite, but quite sarcastic. Argumentative. Sleepy, except when being argumentative.

 

 

"Oh. So your parents are dead? Wow. I feel sorry for you guys..." Chloe said, taking her drink.

 

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"Umm, Mister Midorikawa?" Felicia knocked on an old Japanese sliding-style door. "Oh, is that you Felicia? Please, come in." She could hear from inside the house. Felicia slid open the door, seeing the old man lighting his final candle, and his final incense. "Why hello dear, what could you be needing at four o'clock in the morning?" He asked in a gentle, soft tone of voice. "I just can't sleep. So, I was wondering if you could give me a few lessons in swordsmanship. After all, I haven't been here for that reason in a long time." She drew her katana, putting herself into a stance showing her readiness. Mr. Midorikawa did the same, but holding it with two hands. "Have at thee!" They clashed swords, and the sound echoed throughout the small but quaint house.

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Rokujo sighed. "Yes, dead. But we try not to dwell on it period. In fact, before they died, they said, 'Don't cry over our death's no matter what.' I did that since. Till you mentioned it." Rokujo sighed. "Of course, not to be rude or anything of the sort." Rokujo swiftly remarked defensively.

 

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The man laughed out loud. "Hahaha, really? I guess I'll prove my power to you I guess. Shall you give me someone or yourself, to show my dominance? Either way suits me? And Aus, please do not try to hide and listen at the same time, if you wish to hear, then come out and listen." the man pleaded with a chuckle.

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