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 Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2006 9:55 pm
WELCOME to "WAR IS GROWING" I like to write stories when im bored, so i thought i'd start a story that i can share with everyone. You cant post here, i know that. Iv locked the thread so that no one can post but me. BUT i still like feed back, so if you have any comment on my story feel free to post them in this thread: LINK
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2006 9:56 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2006 9:57 pm
Character Profiles Main Characters: Quote: Name: Aspia Race: Were WolfAge: 15Gender: female Appearence: Black hair shoulder length, left side with bangs, hardly long enough to cover her eye. her eyes are two different colors. one a bright blue, the other a neon green. She has lushes soft pink lips, a leather collar with a charm in the shape of a bone, imprinted on that bone is her name. She has on a small grey tank top, and a low cut black skirt. she also has on matching black underwear and long white socks. her black tail creaps out from under her skirt. she also has small black dog ears perched on top of her head. Power: she can transform into a medium sized wolf about 3 feet tall. it is all black with the same green and blue eyes. however when she transforms back into human form her tail and ears never leave her. Personality: really has no goal in life, simply wanders around meeting new people. she is more of a submissive type, a follower not a leader. DEFINATELY not a leader. Pysical attributes: has incredible speed, and seems to be thinking alot (usually when she stairs at you after you finish a sentence) Bio: --- Quote: Name: Bran Race: Vampire Age: Looks like he is in his 20sGender: MaleAppearence: a White skinned man, he is in all black, his dark brown bangs are pulled to the side of his face they are as long as his chin, occasionally they fall in front of his face covering his brown eyes. on the back of his head his hair is short, less then an inch long. a large scar is running from his collar bone up to the bottom of his neck. he has a thin black shirt, its thinness lets you get a glimpse of his skin when ever his body moves, stretching the fabric. he has on black slacks. and black shoes. Weapons: he has many knives hidden around his body. Personality: he is not quiet, laughs and loves to drink drunken humans. so then he gets a buzz off their blood. usually he hangs around bars, rudely picking fights and angering people. Bio: --- Quote: Name: Rita Race: Human Age: 9Gender: FemaleAppearence: A small girl with a large shirt on, it's natural color is white but with all the dirt stains its hard to tell. She also has a black jacket with a hoody, it was given to her by a women to hide her red hair. Her body is full of scrapes, she has no shoes on and her red hair is tossled, She has brown eyes. Weapons: none Personality: occasionaly mummbles words, but never talks. she is very timid and screams when cornerd. Bio: --- Quote: Name: Jason Race: Human Age: 19Gender: MaleAppearance: Short spiky black hair, his bangs are long enough though to come over his ruby red eyes, he has smooth pail skin, around his neck he has a long silver chain with a black cross. His white shirt came just over his waist, his jeans are dyed black with a chain leading from his side to his back pocket. Weapons: a long sword, it has red lace on the handle, it is found on his back tied on by a black belt. Personality: He is always quite calm, occasionally though he will get angered to were he screams and looses control. He usually just watches and smokes his cigarette. he likes to pick fights to test his strength. Bio: --- inor Characters: Quote: Name: "The man" Race: Human Age: 37 Gender: Male Appearence: One of those narmal looking rugged men, he has short almost bald brown hair that fades into his beard. His teeth are unclearn and give off a yellow haze, his eyes also have the same yellowness to them. He has on a brown leather jacket, and a loose white shirt on. He has on dirty blue jeans. His body is built, like the body of a construction worker. he has brown eyes. Power: none Personality: He likes girls, and at one piont tried to win Aspia in a bet against Bran. He has a stuck up kind of attitude, and thinks he can push people around. Bio: ---
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2006 9:58 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2006 10:30 pm
Roleplaying can start now.
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2006 10:38 pm
Aspia sat cross legged in a chair across from Bran, she had her arms down and her hands lay interlocked in her lap. She staired out the front door of the bar. She questioned on how he had met this man. He was disgusting, and she tried to ignor him.
Bran laughed wildly, slapping his right thigh. He had a glass of vodca, which would spash each time he billowed out in laughter. His bangs were knotted and wet from sweat. In his hand he held a set of cards. He turned to Aspia, and chuckled.
"Come on, women. Dont you feel any since of exitment?" His voice rose, "I just won 50,000 gold coins for christ sake!!" He layed his card down and leaned an elbow on the table. "dont tell me your bored?" he spat in a whisper.
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2006 10:53 pm
Aspia sighed, turing to the man. her voice somewhat cross.
"Yes, I am bored. I have no idea why you think gambling my life would be any damn fun." Her head snapped back, and a small growl came from her throat.
Bran choked up a laugh, spilling the vodca he had been drinking all over his cards. He wiped his lips with the back of his hand, it soaked into his sleeve.
"Aw come on," he giggled. "You knew i wouldnt loose, Im good at this sort of thing."
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2006 11:00 pm
"Please," she said "Your cheating, So i dont think thats winning at all." Aspia crossed her arms, and had turned her self so that she could squarely look Bran in the face.
Bran looked around him to see if anyone had heard the little wolf. He leaned in over the table, catching Aspia by the hair with his right hand.
"Listen dog, I dont care what you think. Your lucky i still have you in my possession." He tugged at her, " So shut up and start looking like your having some fun."
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2006 11:06 pm
Aspia whinned, clenching his wrist with her two hands. Her ears were back, and her eyes closed from the pain. she talked threw her teeth, hissing at him.
"Are you planing to bet me again?"
Bran smiled, releasing his grip on her. He sat back down in his chair and sipped his drink once more before replying.
"Yes i plan to bet you again." He rolled his eyes, "Your beautiful, anyone would bet to try and get you- its easy money." Bran looked into his glass to try and avoid Aspia's glare.
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2006 11:14 pm
A man walked up to their table, he carried a bag. Aspia continued to glare at Bran as the man dropped the bag on the table. It was open and gold and silver coins spilled out.
"whats this?" she asked.
"im going to try again." the man grunted, his eyes moving over Aspia's body.
Bran smiled and again leaned into the table. The man turned to him, a smiled played on his face.
"what do you say boy?" he tapped the coins, making them cling together. "Give me another chance to get the girl?" Bran didnt move his eyes from the pile.
"Yes sir," his blinked and regained his composure, leaning back into his chair. "but how much are you willing to bet this time?" Bran smirked, locking eyes with Aspia.
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2006 11:33 pm
Aspia's eyes got wide as she watched the man shove the coins back in the bag. He tighed a knott at the top and held the bag up.
"All this," he said "Every last drop." The bag dropped from his fingertips, and again landed on the table.
Bran was reaching for the bag when the man caught his arm ruffly.
"Ap pap-pah," he chattered. "You didnt let me state my conditions, or the way i will bet." Bran grinned, pulling his arm back with a snap.
"Oh now?" he chuckled, " You have coniditions? No more cards i bet." Bran tapped his deck with the back of his fingers.
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Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 12:06 am
Aspia sighed, rolling her eyes when the man pulled off his jacket then his shirt. She looked at Bran questionetly, and Bran had did the same. The man was built, and flexed his biceps.
"Arm wrestle me." The man grunted, smiling as he pulled back a chair.
Aspia's eyes locked with Bran's. He just smiled, this man had no idea that Bran was a Vampire. It would only take a flick of his wrist to ripe the man's arm off.
Bran chucked wildly, hystarically. The man had sat in the chair, and already had an arm up on the table.
"Whats wrong boy? You scared?" The man scrunched his lips together, blowing a kiss at Aspia. Bran twitched, dragging an arm over the table. Forcing the glasses, cards and even the candle off the table. Only the bag of coins remained. He also put an arm up, catching the man's hand in his.
"Scared," Bran said threw his teeth, "Your the one thats gona be scared old man."
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Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 12:23 am
The man laughed now, closing his grip on Bran's hand. Aspia opened her mouth to speak.
"Bran," she whispered.
"I told you to shut up, Asp." Bran snapped, "Ill do what i want, just stay put."
"Scared to loose her, huh?" The man smirked, "dont worry, ill take good care of her little man."
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Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 2:43 am
Aspia watched as Bran let the man count down, she lightly bit her bottom lip because she knew what he was going to do. Making sences was his specialty. The man grunted, shifting his weight forcing Bran's hand quickly down. Bran's hand was about an inch from the table top, when it stopped. The man's face changed from smiling to serious, he looked up to find Bran grinning.
"Something wrong?" Bran said, the man hissed as he pushed harder down on Bran's hand, his knuckles where now white and his face red.
"The hell.." The man started, his eyes confused as he looked up again at Bran.
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Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 12:18 pm
This time when Bran grinned, there were two glimering fangs pertruding from under his top lip. Aspia saw the man flinch, then try to pull his hand out of Bran's grasp. But Bran had such a hold on the man, that his arm didnt even twitch. The man pulled a couple of more times, each time more desparate. Aspia still sat in her chair, watching the two. She didnt move her eyes when the man looked at her for help.
"Whats wrong old man? You scared?" Bran chuckled threw a grin. The man's eyes shot back at Bran, he was terrified.
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