03-11-2007, 08:48 AM
03-11-2007, 08:52 AM
OOC: Sure. Sounds like the perfect thing to liven up this RP ^^;
03-11-2007, 08:58 AM
Suddenly, there was a series of howls coming from the street next to the one where Arucard, Astrianna, and Integral were at. "Shit..." Integral said, as she pulled a small pistol from under her suit.
"Well, well, well..." Aurcard said smiling, revealing his vampiric fangs. "Looks like even more toys to play with..." he pulled out the jackal, cocking the gun, steppping in front of Integral, acting as a shield.
"Well, well, well..." Aurcard said smiling, revealing his vampiric fangs. "Looks like even more toys to play with..." he pulled out the jackal, cocking the gun, steppping in front of Integral, acting as a shield.
03-11-2007, 09:21 AM
Rick who was still in his stealth mode popped his head up as he heard several howls comming from down the street and hissed..this better not interfere with my plans.
03-11-2007, 09:30 AM
The first of the werewolves rushed forward, only to get m0owed down with giant holes in their body by enchanted bullets from the "Jackal". Tch!" give me a real challenge!" Arucard shouted out at them. One of the wolves waqs smart enough to sneak behind them, but it was too slow for Integral, as she fired her pistol at point-blank in the freaks skull. Blood gushed out from the opened skull, as the creature sank to the floor.
"HMm.... I'm going to be visiting the dry cleaners after this.." she said, as another one tried the same tactic and failed, this time an even larger gap between them.
"HMm.... I'm going to be visiting the dry cleaners after this.." she said, as another one tried the same tactic and failed, this time an even larger gap between them.
03-11-2007, 10:09 AM
Name: Kenzuma Tenadra
gender: male
Age: 21
Race: Human/werewolf hybrid (trapped in wereform)
Languages: English, Spanish, and Fenris
Sexuality: Homosexual
Alliance: Keepers (loosely allied with them, he works to help heal those injured in battle rather than taking an active role in the investigation and elimination of oathbreaker forces)
Occupation: Healer
Nationality: He is of Mexican descent, but it is impossible to tell by looking at him, or by his accent which changes without warning.
Personality: He is rather shy at times, but open with those who earn his friendship. He is slow to anger, and quick to calm down again, but his anger is a terrible thing to behold as it forces him to draw on the full power of his werewolf ancestor. Releasing the destructive rage upon enemies and Allies alike (enemies are attacked first, but allies are not safe until he has calmed down) He tries to keep to himself most of the time when not working, but often fails in this due to the fact that most see him as someone they can talk to.
Appearance: He looks like a short werewolf, though his muzzle is a little shorter than normal (even shorter than it would be for his size.) He wears a cloak to hide most of his features when he is outside, but when the cloak is removed, he looks like he should be a gymnist rather than a "nurse." his carefully sculpted muscles adding another step to the strange attraction that he seems to hold over some others.
His clothing underneath the cloak is simple, jeans and a darkly colored shirt that is nearly the same color as dried blood. He wears no shoes or boots, but doesn't need them. His hair is long and dark brown.
Height: 5'4"
Combat: He fights mostly on instinct, relying on his form's natural abilities to keep him out of trouble. He has studied other techniques, but has had no formal training in them.
Skills: He is a skilled surgeon (for wounds that won't heal by magic) Fast regeneration (nearly that of a normal wearwolf) Increased strength, agility and reflexes. Heightened senses.
Were-wolf's rage: When angered his strength increases to double what he normally has, his reactions improve by a similar amount, and he gains slight resistance to injury. The downside is that it is completely uncontrollable, if there are no enemies in sight, he will attack the nearest living thing until he is either subdued, or forced to recognize an ally by a sign beyond what he could see. (example: a well known voice, being presented with a loved one, or a strong and easily recognizable perfume/cologne)
Animal magnetism: A scent based ability that causes most to feel like they can trust him unless they have reason not to (such as a dislike of were-creatures or knowledge of the ability) This ability only works on a first impression, and does not force them to tell him things, nor make them think of him as a trusted friend, just makes them more likely to believe what he says.
Magic: Major healing magics. Any mundane wounds are healed as though they never happened, and most supernatural wounds are healed as well. (can do nothing to cure supernatural curses as a result of those wounds such as Vampirism and Lycanthropy)
offensive magic.
Firebolt: a small projectile made of fire shoots from his outstretched hand (about the size of a standard hrowing dart.) igniting small flamables, and doing minor damage.
bloody rain: Kenzuma attacks a target outside of his range with an odd form of telekinesis which causes wounds to appear on the target where he would have hit them if he had been close enough to attack. (can be blocked just as easily as a standard attack if the target realizes it is going to happen.
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Kenzuma put on his cloak, and stepped out of the building where he did most of his work, he was always on the alert for the mundane people just in case one of them decided to take a peak under his cloak. He didn't want to deal with the hassle of being discovered.
He heard the distant howl of a werewolf pack and sighed. "Sounds like more work tomorrow... he thought as he moved down the street to go home.
gender: male
Age: 21
Race: Human/werewolf hybrid (trapped in wereform)
Languages: English, Spanish, and Fenris
Sexuality: Homosexual
Alliance: Keepers (loosely allied with them, he works to help heal those injured in battle rather than taking an active role in the investigation and elimination of oathbreaker forces)
Occupation: Healer
Nationality: He is of Mexican descent, but it is impossible to tell by looking at him, or by his accent which changes without warning.
Personality: He is rather shy at times, but open with those who earn his friendship. He is slow to anger, and quick to calm down again, but his anger is a terrible thing to behold as it forces him to draw on the full power of his werewolf ancestor. Releasing the destructive rage upon enemies and Allies alike (enemies are attacked first, but allies are not safe until he has calmed down) He tries to keep to himself most of the time when not working, but often fails in this due to the fact that most see him as someone they can talk to.
Appearance: He looks like a short werewolf, though his muzzle is a little shorter than normal (even shorter than it would be for his size.) He wears a cloak to hide most of his features when he is outside, but when the cloak is removed, he looks like he should be a gymnist rather than a "nurse." his carefully sculpted muscles adding another step to the strange attraction that he seems to hold over some others.
His clothing underneath the cloak is simple, jeans and a darkly colored shirt that is nearly the same color as dried blood. He wears no shoes or boots, but doesn't need them. His hair is long and dark brown.
Height: 5'4"
Combat: He fights mostly on instinct, relying on his form's natural abilities to keep him out of trouble. He has studied other techniques, but has had no formal training in them.
Skills: He is a skilled surgeon (for wounds that won't heal by magic) Fast regeneration (nearly that of a normal wearwolf) Increased strength, agility and reflexes. Heightened senses.
Were-wolf's rage: When angered his strength increases to double what he normally has, his reactions improve by a similar amount, and he gains slight resistance to injury. The downside is that it is completely uncontrollable, if there are no enemies in sight, he will attack the nearest living thing until he is either subdued, or forced to recognize an ally by a sign beyond what he could see. (example: a well known voice, being presented with a loved one, or a strong and easily recognizable perfume/cologne)
Animal magnetism: A scent based ability that causes most to feel like they can trust him unless they have reason not to (such as a dislike of were-creatures or knowledge of the ability) This ability only works on a first impression, and does not force them to tell him things, nor make them think of him as a trusted friend, just makes them more likely to believe what he says.
Magic: Major healing magics. Any mundane wounds are healed as though they never happened, and most supernatural wounds are healed as well. (can do nothing to cure supernatural curses as a result of those wounds such as Vampirism and Lycanthropy)
offensive magic.
Firebolt: a small projectile made of fire shoots from his outstretched hand (about the size of a standard hrowing dart.) igniting small flamables, and doing minor damage.
bloody rain: Kenzuma attacks a target outside of his range with an odd form of telekinesis which causes wounds to appear on the target where he would have hit them if he had been close enough to attack. (can be blocked just as easily as a standard attack if the target realizes it is going to happen.
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Kenzuma put on his cloak, and stepped out of the building where he did most of his work, he was always on the alert for the mundane people just in case one of them decided to take a peak under his cloak. He didn't want to deal with the hassle of being discovered.
He heard the distant howl of a werewolf pack and sighed. "Sounds like more work tomorrow... he thought as he moved down the street to go home.
03-12-2007, 05:17 AM
"Evenin'" Astrianna nodded curtly to Integral Hellsing before watching the werewolves getting mowed down by gunfire. "Bullets won't destract them for long." She said, reached into another of her extradimensional pockets, pulling out what looked like leather gloves with steel plates riveted to the material. The Stonemason's Gloves. Built by Keeper artificers, they were powerful artifacts that allowed their wearer to manipulate the very stone, metal and earth around them; if they had the willpower to do so. Astrianna was exhausted though, and couldn't possibly muster the strength to box the werewolves in, even with the power at her disposal.
03-12-2007, 06:31 AM
"Yes, it won't... but why continue to attack us, if they are only going to be destroyed..." Integral wondered, as she continued unloading clip after clip into the group of werewolves. By now, Arucard had ran off into the middle of the group, causing chaos within the werewolf ranks. "suddenly, it hit her; all of this was a distraction. She turned to locate Serbane, but he wasn't there! Suddenly, she was struck in the back by one of the foul beasts, knocking her to the floor.
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Meanwhile, as a group of werewolves fled the scene, they carried with them, Serbane. Once in a safer area of the district, they broke the cuffs, using another magical device. "You are free now...master." one of the wolves said, clearly the leader of the group.
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Meanwhile, as a group of werewolves fled the scene, they carried with them, Serbane. Once in a safer area of the district, they broke the cuffs, using another magical device. "You are free now...master." one of the wolves said, clearly the leader of the group.
03-12-2007, 06:54 AM
One of the wolves sniffed out Rick and decided to attack him "Bad mistake pup!!" he hissed loudly then in a spinning blades of fury the wolf was reduced to minced meat "Damn mut."
03-12-2007, 07:16 AM
Serbane noticed he was picked up by a couple werewolfs and was being taken away"What the?"The wounds he had sustained were already healed"Let go of me or I will destroy you."The two werewolfs put him down,then grew bat-like wings"Werepyres?That's why you got me out of there."