NationStates Jolt Archive

[OOC: This is a competitive RP, meaning that you can choose which side you want to be on. The two teams is the vampires/undead, the other is the humans. The setting is a castle on the edge of a big temple, weapons; pistols, daggers, swords, and boomerangs. This is a fantasy type RP. Anyway, if you are on the humans side, you are to seige the temple, and try to kill all the vampires/undead. Vampires/undead, you have to fight untill there are no more people. Also, humans get three person each, vampires/undead get two. Also you can have your guy fight other un human controlled people. Such as you are a human, you enter the room, you can fight vampires that you make up, so we don't have PvP every single battle. Next rule, NO GODDMODDING, I want the PvP battles to be fair, so you can either let your charecter die, run away, or have a super long fight, your choice. I will be on the vamp./undead team. If you want to be a vamp. there is no boundry on what race of vampire you want to be. So here we go.]

"Corth," Tassar said, looking over at the vampire, who was sharpening his blade.
"What?" The vampire asked the zombie.
"The humans are moving, get ready for a fight."
"Of course," Corth said. "They chose the perfect night to attack, it is a cloudy night, a perfect night for us."
"Yes now get moving." Tassar said. Tassar was a zombie yes, but a special type of zombie. He had a mind, and wits, and strength. His skin was very pale, and he was bald. On his forehead was a tatoo, twp red skinny ovals overlapping, making sort of a cross. On his neck, a slit started at the top, and went all the way to the bottom. Both cheeks had cuts as well. He wore black, and red clothes, his eyes were colorless. He bore a sword, and a pistol.
Corth ran down the hallway, calling to everyone to get up. Corth had orange hair, that was gelled up into curved spikes, he also had orange eyes. He wore orange sunglasses as well, his clothes were black. On his belt hung a dagger, and a pistol.
Outside the castle, coming from the village, the groups of humans ran to the doors, and started to siege the castle.

[OOC: This is were you guys come in, as I said you can do anything that the rules allow. So I hope you have fun!]

They struggled, slowly but surely they were climbing the eastern pillar to the castle battlements. They couldnt believe what they were doing, it was surely suicide... yet they fealt a power drawing them closer, they knew they would die eventually anyway.

They reached the battlements of the castle and climbed over the stone wall to the hard stone ground.

"Nice on Michealson" Austin said, pulling the female of the group over the wall.

"Aye, not bad for a lass" The burly figure fergus snorted, clasping his axe in both hands.

"Never repeat that foul man" she shouted, getting very close to Fergus.

"Quiet you two guys, you seem to have forgotten where we are" Austin said, the lean dark haired male motioned for the other two to follow him, he pulled a pistol from his trousers and slowly approached a large wooden door, he pushed the door open, creaking as it swayed. Austin rolled inwards looking down the left corridor... empty, Michealson rolled to the right, also empty and fergus bumbled in. They cautiously walked through the halls.. "strange, for a castle teeming with uglies this place is pretty quiet" Austin thought to himself.

As they continued walking Michealson fell behind to guard the rear, after a few seconds the two men heard muffled grunts, followed by a scream, they swung around, prepared for combat to see a pair of arms flailing from around a corner, then a body fell to the ground with a cold.. hard thud

"MICHEALSON!!!!!" Austin screamed

ooc - thats it for now, will continue later

"Bring it on!" Corth shouted as he and ten other vampires watched the front gate, they were all armed, with guns, and swords.
The door rocked back and forth.
"Ready?" He shouted.
A cheer came back from the others. Then the door opened.
Thirteen humans ran in, and were met by a baragge of bullets. Five went down, they charged the vampires, swords in hands.
Corth brought out his dagger and swung, splitting a mans chest open, the man fell over screaming in pain. Corth kicked upwards, knocking the man onto his back. Corth stabbed down with his dagger, right over the man's neck. The man chocked for a few seconds before his eyes closed. Corth brought his knife back up, a human jumped down from behind, and he was tackled onto the ground. He threw the human off with supernatural strenght, the human soared into another, and Corth quickly ran over to them. He slit one's throat, and let the blood pore into the others mouth as he was held down by Corth's foot.
Then corth stabbed his dagger down onto the surviving human's face, with bull's strenght. The dagger went clean through the skull, and through the cerebrum.
The first wave was over, two vampires died. Corth licked his dagger clean as he walked over to retireve his gun. The cold taste of blood soothing his tastes.
"Let them come," He said as he looked out through the darkness.

Tassar was bowing to the stature of the Vampire god, Tyrant. Tassar stood up, and gazed around, he was in the very heart of the temple, the dark sky overlooking him, crows caws were heard.
"Sir," A zombie like him said. "They have broken the front gate."
"And?" Tassar pushed on.
"We were victorious in the first wave, and we are awaiting the second one."
"Good," Tassar said. "Tyrant must favor this day as a blood fest."

Corth looked out into the darkness, they had just finished off the second wave, one more vampire died. Corth had slit all his opponets throats.

(OOC: This is a bumb really.)