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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 30, 2014 0:16:16 GMT -8
Duannapar stopped, the sickness gave Jason over to hunger completely, and he had no control of himself. He went after the man. Duannapar- "Gastonlooey dammit you!"
On a cue from Duannapar, the tough guys got the hell out of the way and the little man backed up with rapid steps. As Jason came at him, he expertly ducked away at the last moment, and then... Gaston-Louis- "Ah ah-ah..." Gaston-Louis collared him, then offered his own arm. Jason was not in control of himself, and started to drink. Within a few moments, he had calmed enough to do what he wants. ((You can use le monster graphic while describing his feelings of bloodlustiness before he calms down, and if you like continue to use it just to represent a bad mood. Will he stop feeding on Gaston-Louis as soon as he gains control, or will he take as much as he can?))
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Post by Skullbooty on Mar 30, 2014 9:29:56 GMT -8
Jason continued to feed off of the blood of Gaston-Louis even after the fact that he had gained control of himself. He decided that it would be best to take a little extra just so he could last longer without having to fill up again and then going into a hunger rampage again.
"..." He looked at the men with an angry and tense expression...more tense than his bad ass monster face at least. Strangely, he felt as if he had no idea what had happened to him-his hunger overpowered him and he couldv'e killed someone if Gaston wasn't there to save him.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 30, 2014 15:36:36 GMT -8
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Post by Skullbooty on Mar 30, 2014 16:59:02 GMT -8
Jason had to gather his thoughts- everything was happening so quickly.He let out a deep sigh before be began to speak."Hell, I'd prefer neither, but if I had a choice I'd go with the street bums. Damn, I know I'm immune to all diseases since I'm dead but who knows where those prostitutes have been.."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 30, 2014 18:38:34 GMT -8
Gaston-Louis- "Probably wiz me, ahn-hon..." ((Response from Jason and a summary of the trip to the next scene?))
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Post by Skullbooty on Mar 31, 2014 17:43:55 GMT -8
"..." My point exactly Gaston-Looey... my point exactly.
Jason traveled along the sidewalks of the neighboring buildings that eventually fled behind him once he speed up his pace. As Jason passed by the various clubs and the strip bars, he thought about the years he had when he was full of life, literally and figuratively. Gaston-Louis was probably cheating with powers, but he seemed to keep pace with Jason without ever breaking a strolling pace. The older vampire seemed content to be quiet for the moment. As obnoxiously weird as he was, at least he wasn't too chatty.
It wasn't until around twenty minutes later that Jason finally found a small group of dangerous low lives to feast on.
The group of men were standing and conversing on the side of a dark alleyway.
Jason turned to Gaston in need of assistance...
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 31, 2014 20:37:44 GMT -8
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Post by Skullbooty on Apr 1, 2014 18:13:22 GMT -8
"Sounds good to me." He began to speak at a whispering level of tone." So how exactly are we going to go about this?..Do we just jump them and go on from there?" ((Thank you! I thought that it would fit the scene quite nicely))
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Apr 2, 2014 18:45:16 GMT -8
Gaston-Louis- "Well, I thought as you are ze violent youth of today, you could demonstrate for me your skillz. I should be very interested to zee 'ow you fare on your own. I weel step in if needs be."
Low-lives- "*grmbl grmbl*"
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Post by Skullbooty on Apr 2, 2014 19:01:49 GMT -8
Jason sighed and then directed his way toward the group of men..and a woman, I'm assuming. In all honesty, he wasn't so sure how the situation would work out or how he was going to actually address the posse...I guess he's going to have to settle with winging the situation without Gaston for now. But...If this don't work the way as planned Gaston better come to the rescue.. He scrunched his nose and then proceeded to talk in a bland manner,"Err...Excuse me?"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Apr 2, 2014 19:16:26 GMT -8
LL1- "Oy. The hell are you supposed to be?"
LL2- "Must be one of those cine-ma fans, with the dusters full of secret snack foods."
LL3- "Fack off then, wanker."
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Post by Skullbooty on Apr 3, 2014 16:26:15 GMT -8
Jason rolled his eyes then, he proceeded to talk in a more annoyed yet sarcastic manner.
"Touche," He said sarcastically."Hey!Look at the bright side- I won't feel an ounce of regret on what I'm about to do to a group of pricks like you three." ((I'm not so sure about what my next move will be. I guess it depends on your next response))
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Apr 3, 2014 19:08:05 GMT -8
LL1- "Tha faaaack?"
LL2- "Oh, you're gonna die, you piss."
LL3- "..."
LL2 started reaching for a gun. Hey, those things are illegal!
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Post by Skullbooty on Apr 4, 2014 19:49:36 GMT -8
As LL2 pulled out the handgun, Jason felt a strong sense of urgency to defend himself at all costs but, he didn't need to be freaking out at a time like this. Besides, the gun wouldn't kill him! He was already dead! Then again..you never know. But damn, imagine the pain he would have to go through if he was shot...
For now, Jason decided it was in his best interest to play it cool and not show his weaker side. If Jason knew he was in serious danger, Gaston-Louis would come to the rescue."Well that's unfortunate... If you really think that that gun will kill me you are in for one hell of a surprise. Shoot me and I swear to you that you and your stupid ass posse will SUFFER."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Apr 5, 2014 1:23:49 GMT -8
It could be the gangsta psychology Jason learned running with the Goblins was not universal. While what he said was true, these guys had no way of knowing that and it came off as a dare - pushed their macho buttons. He probably should have tried to kick the gun hand before the dude had it out. LL2- "Really?!"
BOOM Jason found out what it feels like to be shot in the chest with a small calibre handgun. At least, he found out what that feels like for a dead guy. No lung collapse, no cardiac failure, no blood pressure drop making his brain swoon. Just the feeling of an intensely heavy punch, a terrible pain of breaking bone and shredded flesh on his back, and he was thrown off his feet into a pile of garbage cans.
He wasn't unconscious. ((Use monster face now! Also, Jason is in monster mode. I'll explain more in a moment.)) Jason could see the Low Life raise the gun to aim at his head, about to try to finish the job. That's when the hand fell off at the wrist and exactly what Jason needed was hitting him in the face - blood! Gaston-Louis's katana clattered across the alley bricks, irrelevant and less interesting than the wound they had left behind. LL2- "AA--"
LL1- "..."
LL3- "..."
All sound in the alley had muted, the men's faces worked to scream and shout, but nothing emerged. Shadows loomed deep all around them, but left the men clear to see for the young frenzied vampire. ((So here's the frenzy rules! Sometimes, I will just take control away from Jason when he's in a blood frenzy, if there's something specific I want to do, or if I think your role-playing isn't quite right for some reason. But I'd like to leave players some small amount of control, for funsies. This is what you do:
Jason is now mindless. His inner thoughts are only stuff about "drink blood! kill! argle!" and stuff of that nature. He wants only to kill the guys enough to start drinking all their blood, but he might just skip straight to the blood drinking if the killing proves inconvenient.
It's your call how he goes about achieving his new goals in life, but here are the guidelines: He can't do anything smart. It's punch, kick, claw, tear, etc. He can't show any restraint. Go, go, go. And he can't show any mercy until he has control over himself again. That won't happen until after he has started to drink. I'll decide when he's had enough.))
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