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Vampire Mountain - A New Age RP

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So this is an RP that takes place around vampire mountain from the “Cirque Du Freak” series of Darren Shan. There was one that was going on a long time ago and this is a continuation of that one a couple of years later

Vampire Mountain, the home of the vampires has been discovered and destroyed by humans, driving the vampires from the mountain and scattering around the world. The mountain itself is destroyed but a small group of vampires have tried to create a brand new one that will never be found by anyone ever again. That’s what happened to the mountain itself, however, a few years back there were some vampires that were in a seemingly endless struggle with a man who was called “The Boss” but this struggle disappeared when this man seemingly just dropped off of the face of the Earth, never to be seen again. New princes did take over the mountain and appointed new generals before the tragedy, no one knows where the princes are and what they are doing at the moment.

You will play a vampire, a mythical being that has superhuman abilities and strength, and lives for thousands of years, vampires traditionally only use their fists or melee weapons such as swords. The story will be clear as the RP goes.

Your character sheet should look like this:

Name:
Age: (Vampire years, what they look like in human years)
Gender:
Appearance:
Status: (Normal vampire, general)
Personality:
Bio:

I will post up my character sheet soon, if you are interested in joining don’t hesitate :)

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Name: Shay Wright
Age: 154 (Looks 21)
Gender: Male
Appearance: Average height, 5’11 and slightly muscular, brown eyes and dark brown spiked hair at the front, slightly tanned
Status: Former Prince, now normal vampire
Personality: Shay is a very calm and kind vampire, he tried his best to show respect to all vampires with the expectation that they do too, however, if he is provoked in one way or another, he will go insane
Bio: Shay was at first a general in the vampire mountain, turning up at the mountain at a young age and making an instant impression, one of the quickest vampires to become a general. He then helped out some of his friends, mostly Barnabas and Melody, who were the ones who liked and respected him the most at the time. Shay, after a long time performing different impressive feats, including saving the life of the Prince, Paris, he was promoted to prince himself. He stayed prince for a long time before giving up the position, the reason because he didn’t spend enough time in the mountain to run it. He didn’t take the general spot either, but that didn’t matter, the vampires still all respected him and trusted him.

Shay then found out that there were traitors in the mountain, who had killed many vampires and ran away, many vampires dead in the halls, but they stayed in the mountain nevertheless. Melody and Barnabas disappeared without a trace for about 6 years, so Shay had made a new friend, who he is closer to than anyone else named Morgan Dare, who saved him when he was attacked by a Dragon, he killed it but fell unconscious from his wounds, Morgan found him and took him back to the mountain, where he awoke. A few days ago, Shay was told that a General had managed to track down the traitor vampires to a train in the Himalayas, he went to track them down discreetly, Morgan insisted on coming along with him. Once they boarded the train, the traitors ambushed them and derailed the train with guns and explosives, one of the reasons why they are traitors, the whole train tumbled down a sharp drop of about 40 feet, the carriage that Shay and Morgan were in now hanging over a chasm, the two vampires unconscious. They both took a suitcase containing their outfits that they will use and their weapons, which are both hidden in the snow above the carriage. No one knows where they are and back at the mountain, they have been declared dead.

Shay also had another friend, only he was neither vampire nor human, he was a wolf, a wolf, snowy white with a light grey stripe down his nose. Shay called the wolf Scar, because of a wound that he had across his eye. Shay had made Scar an eyepatch for the affected eye, Scar’s other eye is a yellow colour. Scar stayed at the mountain in Shay’s room while he and Melody went to search for the traitors

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Name: Morgan Dare
Age: 86 (looks about 17)
Gender: Female
Appearance: Short ginger hair and fair skin, icy blue eyes. Medium height of 5’6. Toned. Wears tight black pants, crimson boots and white cotton shirt under a leather jacket coming to mid-thigh.
Status: Regular vampire
Personality: Quirky, iron-willed. Strong sense of self-preservation, mischievous. Some may call her untrustworthy, but she quickly proves them wrong.
Bio: On her fourteenth birthday, Morgan was walking home from school just past seven, and had taken a short-cut through an alley that led directly to her house. She took the route every day, arriving home just before dinner. But this time she wasn’t so lucky. Of course on a Friday night there were always drunken brawls in the streets; she lived only a block down from the local pub, after all. But they never bothered her, though her dad was killed in one of them. She had a comfortable affinity with violence; it came naturally to her, something that might have bothered anybody else. But that night, as she was walking home through that alley, the night grew still. Only her shoes against the stone disturbed the silence. It was strange for a Friday night, but things were about to get a whole lot stranger.
A purple-skinned face peered out at her from behind the dumpster, red eyes in bruised hollows.
Morgan screamed.
And woke up two weeks later, a purplish hue to her skin, and not a chill through her body though she was covered in snow. She looked around, but couldn’t figure out where she was - or what had happened.
Over the course of a week, her thirst for something alien slowly began to take over her every thought until she was surrounded by the drained corpses of rabbits and mice - and the occasional hiker.
It terrified her, this thirst for blood, but it was unquenchable and uncontrollable.
So much so, that when a dark-haired woman came skulking up the mountainside, Morgan was upon her before she herself even knew what was going on. But this woman had her pinned in the snow faster than any human could react.
That’s when Morgan found out about vampires… and the vampanese.
Now, thanks to Kirsten Blank, Morgan is a vampire. The best pick of a bad bunch, she supposed.
Showing no sense of responsibility, Kirsten left her alone in the snow and warned her about murder. About discovery.
That was 72 years ago.
In that time, Morgan adapted to her new self. She was wild for a time until she heard rumours of Vampire Mountain. She journeyed there with two other vampires, and left with them too. And when word came that the Mountain had been destroyed, it hadn’t affected her very much; it was a stuffy place. She preferred her snow.
And then she met Shay, heard his story. And demanded to help search for the traitors.

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Shay awoke, his face numb because of the cold of the snow that he was on top of, he gasped, rolled over and clutched his stomach, he looked down at the blood from his suit and the blood on the snow, there was a lot of it. He examined the wound closely, a bullet wound, of course it would be. He looked around groggily until he noticed his suitcase with his gear in, he stumbled over to the suitcase and opened it up, first grabbing bandages to patch up the stomach wound then changing into his usual adventure outfit. The white cloak, worn this time because of the snow, covered up the back of his legs but his legs were visible from the front. He wore dark brown climbing boots that covered his whole legs, he had a cape over one shoulder, white on the outside and red on the inside. The outfit itself did have red decals but was mostly white. Finally, the hood topped it all off and the large brown belt around his waist to carry blood vials. He grabbed his trusty sword, it had a red hilt and a silver blade, he sheathed it onto his waist then grabbed his bracer which contained his well known hidden knife. He groaned and turned, and saw what had become of the train they were on. Mostly debris and fire all over the place, it could barely be seen through the blizzard but the fire was easily spotted. He was close to the edge of the mountain, he instantly remembered that Morgan had traveled with him and went to search for her.

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