Wars

[Spoticus]

In a different time, the war between two mythical creatures is waging. The Vampires and Werewolves.
Rules
1. Follow gaia toc
2. No getting into other peoples pants
3. Minimal swearing
4. BE LITERAT
5. have fun

Format for characters
Username:
Name:
Race:
Picture: (actual pic please)
Human Picture: (only if werewolf)
Backround:
Weapon of Choice:  

[Spoticus]

Username: Spoticus
Name: Amerald
Race: Werewolf
Picture:
Human Picture:
Backround: A pureblood werewolf who was addopted as a young child, does not know his lineage or that he is of royal blood. Small and fragile but has a feroicus fighting style.
Weapon of Choice: 8ft. Wooden staff with sharpend ends  

[peridot1]

Username:peridot1
Name: Renesmee (ruh-nez-may)
Race: Vampire
Picture:
Human picture: i don't need one.
Background: i got mauled by a tiger, and inches away from death, a vampire bit me, I'm in love with a fellow vampire named Zero.
Weapon of choice: My mind, and my teeth.  

[footsteps in the sky]

Username: just knighted
Name: Calcifer
Race: werewolf
Age: 17

Background: Cal was bitten by another werewolf at nine, and he changed on the next full moon without fail. His parents, both working in molecular biology, rather than cast him out, chose to experiment on him instead. They were trying to to make him stay a wolf, to recode him and then sell the findings to whoever would pay the most. Suddenly he wasn't their son anymore. By age twelve Cal had run away from home and is now living on the streets.
Weapon of Choice: bow staff  

[street riot]

Username: Suiihou
Name: Lane
Race: Vampire
Age: Sixteen
Looks:
History: Lane is a pure-blooded vampire. She was born into a family that runs an illegitimate blood bank near the hospital on the far side on town. She lives a cozy life on her own, since her parents are always so busy that they barely set foot in the house, which has pretty much fallen into decay since it's too big for Lane to take care of on her own.
She does go to school, but she hates it. She's the outcast, the weird girl, the witch (Ironic, no?).
Weapons: Superhuman agility and flexibility

((How different is this different time? Because everybody looks like they're wearing modern clothes and such, and just knighted's post has biomolecular scientists in it.))  

[peridot1]

((looks like its girls vs. guys so far, people need to post, and after intros, what do we do?i mean if people want to join, then they join as the plot thickens, right?))
Age: 16
((Do these vampires and werewolves change age? and are these were wolves or shape shifters? you'd know what I was talking about if you have read the twilight series.))  

[Spoticus]

"ugh i hate this infernal place." I said as i walked to school.  

[footsteps in the sky]

[i think you can pretty much interpret it however you want to. not everything about vampires and were wolves is dictated by twilight. -_- anyway, i'd like to add a "no one-liners" rule to the list.]  

[street riot]

((I guess I'll make the exemplary post, then?))

Lane sighed and readjusted her bag on her shoulder. She watched her feet move one after the other, leaving faint footprints on the sidewalk because she'd just stepped in a puddle on accident. Lane kept to herself at school- made herself small. She even preferred looking at the ground when she walked. With her vampire senses, she'd never allow herself to run into anyone anyway. It was just that her shoes were easier on the eyes than the people around her. She didn't need to be looking at them to know they were pointing and making faces at her as she walked by. Her sensitive ears could pick up every insult they whispered as she passed. By now she'd learned to block out the noise, but she could never train her eyes not to see.

Another shift of her backpack. The walk to her classroom was the same as any other. Tiring, uninteresting, and slightly crestfallen. As usual, Lane took a seat in the back of the class. An as usual she waited for the bell to ring and start the day. She wouldn't let herself fall asleep until the teacher arrived- she'd be a sitting duck to any and all pranks directed at her.  

[peridot1]

((this is supposed to be first person, not third person))

"I don't see why I have to go to school" I mumbled myself on the long walk from my house to school. Where are you? I thought to myself, Zero was no where in sight. If those werewolves laid one finger on him....  

[Spoticus]

i wonder what the vampire scum are up too this dispicable morning I thought to myself. I stoped mid stride why the hell did I just do that?  

[footsteps in the sky]

[it could go either way. i like third person better because i'm used to it.]

Cal kicked at a rock on his way to school, cursing as it disappeared when someone else unknowingly kicked it into the grass. His nose twitched when he picked up her scent. She reeked of blood, and well, deadness... Which actually had a very distinct scent, despite the lack of a proper vocabulary term.

An oblivious vampire girl with searching eyes.
Cal trudged passed her, still mourning over his lost pebble. And he so felt like kicking something too.
Pity.  

[peridot1]

At least I wasn't thirsty, I had hunted last night. A werewolf kid passed me looking rather miffed, what was his problem? Did he know where Zero was? I caught up with him and fell into step.
"What did you do with him?" I murmured under my breath so only he could hear. ((okee)  

[Spoticus]

I walked up behind the two, " not now, too many people." i said as i followed them closely just in case.  

[footsteps in the sky]

All I wanted do was kick a frickin' pebble on the way to my seven-hour torture chamber. Was that so much to ask?

Apparently so.

I had a vampire hissing down my back, demanding to know what I did with a... him. Like I was supposed to know who "him" was.

I suppose another of my own breed was picking up on the vampire's advance, because a subtle "take it elsewhere" hint was dropped from behind me as well. "Who made you alpha of the pack?" I muttered in response, knowing his keen ears would hear. I'm a lone wolf. I don't follow orders from pack leaders because I'm not in a pack. Besides, mummy told me not to talk to strangers. Ha. "I've got no business with either of you. You two take it elsewhere, I've got class."

With that I picked up the pace and headed inside.