Queen Habana
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Post by Queen Habana on May 26, 2017 13:22:40 GMT
[Denim you do know you aren't a Vampire right?]
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Post by Deleted on Jun 3, 2017 22:09:22 GMT
Continues From Far off, at the southern edge of the world, a woman with lilac hair entered town on a giant flying sphere. This sphere, nearly 100 feet tall, and pristine white in color had been her home but the lilac woman with skin almost as bright as her ship had come to rest on her old home world's surface. The planet Earth. She disembarked from her ship, after having visited the home of a vampire in a bamboo forest, in the middle of the night. Something from that encounter had changed her and it wasn't likely hard to guess, however, right now the woman only had one goal in mind as she removed a black kimono she was wear, pulled out a capsule, and with a click of a button switched into a long white gown with a pink ribbon accessory around her neck. She wore matching heels to this pink ribbon as well and found herself smiling at her new attire. She also found she had another capsule in her pocket and this was because certain investments she left on Earth as well as some sales to old allies of hers/contract terminations allowed her to buy an extravagant mansion. She had yet to see what it was like yet now was as good as time as any. She clicked a button and with a light toss hurled the capsule into the air and allowed it to land on the sand. When it did a bamboo mansion that was four stories tall rose up from the beach on twenty foot poles. It had a wide deck made from bamboo on the front and inside was supposed to have flooring made from light weight steel and aluminum plates. The kitchen was fully equipped to feed a normal person (but who needed that now in her condition) and the rest of the house had five bedrooms, six bathrooms, a room for entertaining people with a big screen TV and a weight room equipped with the latest stuff covering the entire top floor of the place. It was a fine beach house that could weather the storms of the southern seas yet would only be a place in paradise if Denim were only still human. And the best part about it was at night she could press a single button and allow a thick yet light metal curtain to surround every inch of it from its rounded, dome roof to the deck in order to stay inside it for the day when the sun was most painful. She sighed and scratched her head. "I'm hungry but not hungry enough yet," she noticed remembering earlier her stomach had growled for food. She wasn't ready to drink new blood yet in spite of this simply because she wasn't sure how it would settle within her dead person. "If only Silk or others I now could see me now," the new vampire woman uttered looking down at her clothes and seeing just how much her body had changed from when it was human. She used to have no chest at all almost and now was certain she'd gone up about four cup sizes to a disastrous E cup. The people she got this place from were quite willing to add in the added bonus of her new dress, which she wore for the time being, for spending so much money on their expensive homesteads. It didn't mean they had to go any further then that though. This meant she'd have to go and find her own clothes. "I'll go look for some," she told herself aloud slapping her right fist against the palm of her left hand. "And, if I get hungry along the way I'm sure I can suck the blood out of wild animals, humans strolling nearby, etc." She didn't want to kill anyone, however, it wasn't like she hadn't tried before as a human to do so. Now it seemed like a necessity. Then again, she could be like Ruthven whom probably caused this transformation for her in some way or another. He said his 'friend' but everyone had 'friends' these days. Denim felt strongly though that it probably wasn't him who initially set upon this plan. No, it was likely someone else. He seemed too kind and soft towards her and for that reason he couldn't be at fault. The fault of her own problem was her. She had let herself be bitten by whoever did this to her. There was no turning back as she strolled down the street and headed into the nearest town to gather clothes and possibly eat. She didn't yet give off the full aura of a vampire she noticed for while she was walking her pulse seemed to liven again in her heart. "Maybe I'm not done with my transformation into a creature of the night?" she pondered to herself coming to the edge of a town about 4 miles from her home. She'd have to find out as she stepped into the edge of this place and looked around. She could begin to hear and see many things but there was so much going on she had to cover her ears. To lessen her pain she tried lowering her power by activating her Ki Suppression. She lowered it to about 400 PL to seem as ordinary a human as possible. She didn't want to walk around at full strength as this would alert everyone to come towards her most likely. Thread PL: 96,986 PL, Energy Suppression Active Tulip Waterfield Ryder
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Post by Deleted on Jun 4, 2017 12:51:46 GMT
Denim would soon find herself inside a store where some thugs suddenly were grabbing a woman and her sold goods, clothes, just what she needed. She approached the thugs and demanded, "What's going on here?"
"This lass ain't giving us her time," one of the thugs with an scar over his eye stated. Denim counted three so she knew this was going to be easy.
"Help... me..." the woman groaned finding herself trapped under the the scarred man's arm while his companion carried off what appeared to be two giant sacks of cash.
"If you know what's good for you scram." The man warned pulling out a gun.
Denim smiled and in a flash she flew towards him, grabbed his arm and broke it before he could fire the gun. The loaded weapon dropped to the ground and misfired suddenly sending a bullet through the woman. "Oh how convenient," Denim told herself as the man and his companions ran for their lives. Denim then let them go and picked up the woman's body along with the clothes she wanted from the store. The woman was good as dead. She could smell it.
"Please... help me..." the woman continued to groan feeling the bullet had gone straight through her stomach. Denim shook her head no and with that carried off the dying woman and some of her clothes back to her place. She then ran back and within a few minutes cleaned up the place to make sure none of the blood by rapidly running around, disabling the cameras for a few minutes, and licking up all the blood that had ended up on the ground. With the way things were handled she figured she could tell the police an incident had occurred here but the hostages had let them go and Denim had taken the woman to a hospital where she died. She could feel the woman still had a few hours to live but for good measure knocked her out.
To make sure she stayed that way she drained some of her blood that night and stored it. Then took her unconscious, barely alive body to a hospital in the morning where she promptly expired after being brought in. There was sure to be no suspicious investigators whatsoever.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 5, 2017 10:12:32 GMT
It was only a matter of time though before someone connected the dots in this area so she moved on the next evening or rather "day" for her after getting some much needed sleep. It was going to be a little hard being a vampire at first since she was so used to being human and getting up at night rather then the daytime was different. Yet Denim managed to do okay. What she was more worried about was getting caught by ordinary or even extraordinary people. This was the real danger.
If any real strong people came and fought her and she died because of it would that send her to Hell or because she was undead would she go nowhere? She couldn't go to Heaven anymore since all her actions now were a necessary evil. Therefore, she took her house with her and hoped to find a new place to resign knowing that either way trouble was likely going to be her ending. This was just how the universe wanted to roll for her.
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Capper Hofferson
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Post by Capper Hofferson on Jun 6, 2017 1:12:58 GMT
@misfortune WC: 1,470 PL GAINS: 1,654 OLD PL: 96,986 NEW PL: 98,640
Adding now.
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