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Right Here, Right Now, Before The Devil

Discussion in 'Pandora, Year 1 - 7' started by Vladislaus III Dracula, Aug 16, 2018.

  1. Vladislaus III Dracula

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    July 27th

    The Sabbat had their issues, with reporters lurking around with the knowledge that they were feeding off the homeless population hunter were entering the town. Impulsive idiots bent on killing any vampire they found, and what they found were vampires ready to kill them. All different clans some listened to Dracula and some tried avoiding him, he'd remedy that eventually, soon he'd be the defacto ruler of Cascade Bay's vampires. Still he didn't want his name getting around, it had too much notoriety So he took precautions to protect himself, his men only referred to him as The Dragon when outside on tasks he'd sent them off to do. And when he did have to be seen with his Sabbat he always dressed in a disguise, something appropriately dramatic for his role and still regal. An outfit like a priest with a silver, horned mask. and for a certain night he decided to break the costume out once more. A group of hunters had been caught and he and his disciples had formed a audience to watch the execution he had ordered. Fourteen vampires stood before the beaten forms of eight hunters, tied up to a peg in the ground, caged beasts sat off to the side, hissing and snarling. They had chosen a back alleyway that could be easily seen from the street, when morning came they'd certainly be found by the masses. What was going to be left of them.

    One of Dracula's flesh weavers had crafted the beasts, dog like being made from bits and pieces of humans, morphed and molded into a more canine bestial shape, with bones attached to the top layer of skin as armor, and jagged bones carved into teeth. They could smell the humans and were straining against the cages. One of the Nosferatu in the group was filming the whole thing to be streamed online. Dracula walked in front of the camera, obscuring the view with his silver mask. "Good evening Pandora, for those of you still awake you may stumbled upon this stream, with promise you would see something you could see nowhere else, and so tonight I shall deliver on that." He stepped aside. Revealing the hunters all bleeding and struggling against their restraints. "These men came looking for me, for our kind, the Vampire. And they found us but unlike their deluded dreams they didn't hunt us down, and now they will be used as an example of the Sabbat's power." He motioned for the cameraman to pan the camera. He looked over to the cages showing off the horrible beasts.
     
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  2. Claire Nunez

    Claire Nunez Trollhunters
    i am not a man

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    Claire had stumbled on the stream entirely accidentally. She was browsing the internet, as you do, just keeping herself entertained. When she found someone promising 'something unlike anything you've seen before,' she couldn't help but be intrigued. She had hoped it would be a performance of some kind. Instead, she found a cult.

    Which was just typical of her luck, really.

    Blinky had drummed it into Jim that it was a Trollhunter's duty to answer every call. Well, neither Jim nor Blinky were here, and Claire wasn't technically the Trollhunter. But she was still a Trollhunter, and this was definitely a call. Those men were going to die. Die horribly, torn to pieces, for the crime of trying to hunt down something called the Sabbat. But she could stop that.

    The livestream was enough. Enough for Claire to know where she had to go, to be able to portal there. Quietly, she Portalled to the gatehouse, exiting the wards. With a point of her staff, and one last look at the livestream, she Portalled to a nearby roof. Taking in the sight, and trying to work out what the next move was.

    Get the hunters to safety. That was the first thing to do. But to do that, she needed to get closer. Claire sneaked across the rooftop, slow and stealthy, until she was over the alleyway.

    The moment she made her first portal, she would reveal herself, her position. But there were 8 lives at stake here, and she could get away at anytime. She pictured a safe location, far, far away from here. The Schola was the safest, but these people wouldn't be allowed entry. So she pictured the town hall, in Misty Hollow. That would be safe.

    A large, dark purple circle opened underneath one of the hunters, dropping them into the town hall in Misty Hollow, before quickly closing. Claire had had to stand up from her position, revealing wheere she was on the rooftop, but one person was safe.

    One down, seven to go.
     
  3. Vladislaus III Dracula

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    An audible sound of discontent went out from Dracula's followers, he turned and looked around looking at the pole his prisoners were tied to. Dracula snarled and clenched his fists, rushing towards it, but suddenly one of his prisoners was gone. He pointed in the direction of the intruder. "Up there! Get them!" Some of his men sprung to action, the three Gangrels in the crowd activated their Clan's main talent, their bodies morphed, become more in tuned with vampirism's darker half, bestial half. Each took a different animal's attributes, one, a males body became leathery in texture, his features pulled back into a batlike form and his fingers were webbed together into wings that tore through his jacket sleeves to form wings down his arms. He let out a shriek and took to the air, ascending towards the girl. The second gangrel was a woman who's body became larger and hair grew along her arms and neck, her teeth lengthened to match her fangs and her face contorted into a wolfish mug. The largest of the three, a man doubled over, fins opening along his neck, his hands webbing with shiny membrane, his skin smoothing into a thick hide. His teeth lengthened into triangular razors, his red eyes went black and his jaw dislocated to allow for larger bites. They converged on her location, while the rest of the vampires, the hideous Nosferatu with their Count Orloc esque features, vanished, activing Obsfucate to turn completely invisible. And the Brujah of the group went for their fire arms.

    And then there was the hound mistress, the one who weaved the pieces to make the hounds. She stood by the cages, in a dress of tight leather and and corset sewn into the skin of her back. Her scarlet eyes looked up at the woman who'd ruined her chance to impress the Master. Her alien features contorted in rage, the strange swirls and spines that grew from her head, the lack of a single sign of hair on her head. Her hands were pristine though, kept immaculate for her crafting. She opened the cages and pointed at her, releasing a hiss and the three flesh hounds trotted out and focused on their opponent instead of the the tied up Hunters.

    Dracula stepped in front of the camera again. "Do not worry, we shall be returning to our scheduled event after this slaughter!"
     
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  4. Claire Nunez

    Claire Nunez Trollhunters
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    Well, fuck. That got a faster response then she had expected. It was pretty clear who was calling the shots, but, even though they were faster, Claire could teleport, something that she planned to make full use of. The first Gangrel to reach her found themselves in a realm of shadow and darkness where absolutely nothing made sense, with no apparent exit (it wouldn't be long before he died there, alone). There was some lounge room furniture floating around, though. Claire jumped through a portal underneath her, and the bat Gangrel would find that he was no longer ascending on the girl, and she was descending towards him, with not a significant amount of momentum. Staff outstretched, Claire only stayed in contact for a few seconds, before jumping off and into another portal.

    She popped out near the hounds, creating a portal in front of her, and the people firing at her found their bullets deflected back at them. Once again, though, she only stayed there for a couple of moments, creating a portal underneath her again, and falling through it and into the sky. As she fell, she opened up yet another portal, and began to hop from place to place, hitting a minion before vanishing, making full use of her wide range of movement. Some of the invisible vampires were hit by bullets from their own team members, while one of the hounds found themselves in the Arid Lands, far, far away from home.

    For her part, Claire was fighting with a mix of strategy and instinct, thinking about her attacks, but letting her body take control of the dodges. She was scared, as was the norm. She had never faced this amount of opponents on her own before. But she just had to focus, and she would be fine. Get the prisoners, and get out.

    Simple enough, right?
     
  5. Vladislaus III Dracula

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    Dracula grew angrier with each lost vampire to this little brat. Although her redirecting bullets didn’t do much other than kill three of the Brujah and two of he Nosferatu, their bodies weren’t like humans ruptured organs were small problems that healed quickly unless it was a substantial amount. Dracula stepped up to the pole and snarled, grabbing one of the hunters by the throat. He strangled him until he was at the brink before releasing him. No they still had to die with some spectacle. He turned and looked at the girl, still running around and ruining his execution. He rushed over and struck one of the guns from a Brujah’s hand. “Enough! Tear her limb from limb!” The Brujah’s complied and converged on her with the Nosferatu. The Tzimice woman who had made the hounds tore at her dress ripping the leather away from her body and shrieking as she began to morph, her whole body sculpting into something new, she grew in size, muscles lengthening and tensing, her skin turned a deep pinkish white. Her lips peeled back to show razor sharp teeth, red orbs opened up all along her new head to form eyes, her nails lengthened into talons and as she yeared back a new form crawled from her chest, still attached by flesh.

    Her feminine form still attached to her Zulo forms chest the Tzimisce howled and rushed at the girl. Dracula himself decided to step in, with a wave of his hand spikes of ice shot from the ground, killing more of the Brujah but they were a necessary casualty to kill this little pest!
     
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  6. Claire Nunez

    Claire Nunez Trollhunters
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    What the fuck. What the fuck. Changelings were bad enough. What the fuck were going on with these? Claire was about to Portal to the rescue of that one vampire hunter, before the leader let him fall, making her breathe a small sigh of relief, before throwing herself back into the fray. Things were heating up... or cooling down, as the case may be. The leader was killing his own followers to get to her, but it seemed like the hunters would be safe.

    Odd priorities, there.

    Claire made full use of her range of motion, keeping herself off the ground. Then she portalled to a relatively safe place, about 300 kilometres away from the action, to catch her breath. She was hoping to take them by surprise when she portalled back, about two minutes later. The portal appeared directly underneath three of the vampire hunters, and they landed in safety in Pandora Town Mall. Or, relative safety, considering Pandora Town. She portalled to the rooftop, not letting herself get cocky, but gaining in confidence.

    Rule Number One: Always Be Afraid.