Cicatrice Du Adieu

I see!!! I see! Me likey the Avi, But I would like to see the vamp a little more. I like the saying though.

Hello!!! I was wondering if anyone might be able to get me a vampire avitar and signature request. I would like a male vampire. It can be manga or real, ireally don't care. I would, however like a poetic statement on the signature. I really don't know how else to describe it . I'm really indecisive right now.

Oko looked down at a small hot spring. A silver koi danced around it. It seemed to call her. Silent words wispering in the ripples of the water,"Oko! Oko..." She reached in and the silver fish swam away. The water's surface rippled and from the center images were made. A mountain. More words formed on the waves. "Please, the Chosen, I beg of you, please, you must come and meet me here. This mountain, Mount. Sot is the birthplace for you. You must return and as quickly as you possibly can. All eight of you must get here. Something is happening and only you eight will have a chance in making the change. So, I beg of you, hurry. I do not know how much time is left until it all lost." She gasped, awakening from her sleep staring into the eyes of an elderley man. He was blind in one eye and used a cane. A white beard fell on his chest. "Are you troubled deary?" He asked suspiciously. She had been sleeping. And what's more, she had fallen asleep next to the door of a small voo doo shop. The old man was obviously the owner. he had several odd accessories strung onto him. "No...I mean, yes...I mean I don't know..." She answered a little dazed. "You must go to mount. Sot." The old man said retreating to his shop. "WAIT!!" Oko said standing and following him in. "Wher is this Mountain?" "It is calling you...listen. what direction is it's voice coming from?" was his reply. She closed her eyes, concentrating. "Please, the Chosen, I beg of you, please, you must come and meet me here. This mountain, Mount. Sot is the birthplace for you. You must return and as quickly as you possibly can. All eight of you must get here. Something is happening and only you eight will have a chance in making the change. So, I beg of you, hurry. I do not know how much time is left until it all lost." The voice was faint, more faded then in her dream. "It is faint but it comes from the east." She told him. "Things always seem closer in dreams." He said lighting a pipe."It is far from here. Continue to the east and you will come to its base." "Thankyou." She said running out of the shop and towards the east. She did as he said and traveled only in the direction of the east. She soon arived at the base of the Great mount. Sot. She gathered her energy, Focusing on a shape. In this case the shape of an aisian dragon. Water formed before her in the form she thought of. She steped onto its back, positioned like a surfer, one hand held outword, legs bent.Her bare feet were ankle deep in the water dragon but she didn't fall through completely. The dragon moved upword, scaling the mountain, it's creater riding it. She halted her dragon and withdrew her hand. It evaporated into mere mist in seconds. She saw more travelers. She decided to follow, but stay at a good distance in case they were not hospitable. She followed them carfully, making sure to not to get to close or too far away.

Personally I'm not sure. My songs change with my mood. [url]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QCLL60CsSQ0[/url] Umm.."Own Little World" by [I]Celldweller[/I] is one that kind of describes me merely since I basically live in my "own little World". Yes. I am a deep thinker, heavy daydreamer and always have my head in the clouds.

Name: Oko Age: 18 Gender: female Personality: :Oko is a quiet wallflower who enjoys watching others. She has a very melancholy, lonely appearance but is acually quite content.Oko enjoys the company of others. She is very polite and curtious. She is very literate and enjoys books and poetry. She often catches herself in deep, blissful thought. Oko seems to have a very distant look in her eyes. Her look is very diseiving.Poeple often deem her as weak and defenseless, but that is a terrible mistake. She is quick and agile and has mastered an extreme level of acrobatic skill. She is trained superbly at her blade which is a potent and deadly combo with her speed and agility. She tries hard to never use her skills in combat and because of her polite, quiet nature never really needs to resort to it. Appearance: [IMG]http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k311/redfiredragon_2006/anime/Water3.jpg[/IMG] Rencarnation of: Eka Power: Oko can control water.( It works out since theres is moisture every where.) Weapon: [url]http://s91.photobucket.com/albums/k311/redfiredragon_2006/anime/?action=view¤t=YoungerSheLanceyRyanWilliams.jpg[/url] (Ignore the girl. Look at her weopon.) Bio: As a child, Oko was very different, insightful and strange. Her father was a deadbeat and her mother was a drunk. Because of her distant behavior she always came second to her younger sister. She never really had any friends and learned tentertain herself. When she was but 9 years of age her mother and her got into a fight. Her mother was hammered and took all the stress of her life out on her daughter. It started with yelling, but ended with a crying, bruised 9-year old girl running from her house. She never looked back and never thought once of returning. She spent most of her time avoiding reality and reading at the library. Due to a kind librarian and the many books she read she became quite educated. One night she was sitting on a dock at a beach close to the library. It was night and the tide was high. The moon was full and offered plenty of light. she got up to go having spent at least two hours there , when a gust of wind hit her back causing her to loose her footing and fall into the water. She gasped in shock and look in water which caused her to go under. Soon the under toe had her and she saw no escape. Oko fell silent letting the water take her. Half dead with water caught in her lungs and no air for mabye 5-7 minutes she began to drift into a sleep that would last her eternity. Her eyes were still open and she saw everything becomeing darker and darker as she sank. She looked around for her final time and saw something. A figure that seemed made of mere water and sea foam. It dove under her and carried her up. Before long she was laying on the shore. After a bit she came through and threw up water. She regained her sight and looked around. She sat up and looked at what seemed to be water flowing up? Oko looked up to see a horse like creature completley made of flowing water! She gasped and the water stopped flowing and fell, once again becomeing part of the vast dark ocean. On returning to the library she explained the reason for being soaked and what had happened to her. That is when she learned of the Eight. For 2 years after thjat experiance her teacher, the librarian, trained her to focus her abilities and tje way of fighting. She also learned how to use her blades. Oko left shortly after learning how to master what the librarian could teach her to seek a more skilled teacher. She gave up that mission and now trains herself, expirmenting with new combos and water techniques. She now travels alone.

Forlorn entered the room pursued By Zak who was frantically trying to apologize. Forlorn looked angry but everyone could tell that she was 3 1/2 parts hurt and only a 1/2 part angry. Her arms were crossedover her chest as she made her way to the door,ignoring Zak's apologeze. "I'm leaving!!" She said turning and opening the door swiftly. "Wait!" Karen wrang. Forlorn stopped and turned to listen to Karen."I'm coming with you. Jaden give us money. We're going shopping." Jaden handed her at least one grand and she turned and walked out of the house with Forlorn. They Made their way to the city and stopped at several small boutiques. Forlorn remembered many of them from way-back-when. She had gotten the clothes she wares now from one of them in the goth era of the 50's. She washed them every two days since then. She really didn't have too much of a wardrobe. As they shopped she didn't see much that appealed to her style. Karen found quite a bit though. Near the end of their shopping spree they stopped in a small shoppe that Forlorn had seen several times but never went in. "You know there're sorry, right?" Karen said changing into a small strappless sundress. "Yeah." Forlorn said looking at an outfit." It just hurts when humans say that stuff." "Why?" "They think we can't feel then start bashing something we can't control about our self." Her ears flattened. "It's racism. We are like humans just a little different." "Oh" Was the final word of Karen on that topic. They returened near Dusk. Forlorn still ignored the men who were now chatting with eachother and flipping through channels on the TV. Forlorn found 2 new out fits. One was a shit and jeans(See first picture for details). The other was a corset style top and a black fade style pair of jeans(See bottom picture for shirt detail.)She also got several accsesories. [IMG]http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k64/crzy4rck/random%20pics/fashion%20or%20clothes/thpunkgrl.jpg[/IMG] [IMG]http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f288/kayla_whatever/art7-5.jpg[/IMG] (Neither pictures are mine.)

"You do? You still love me?" Frolorn looked at Zak in suprise. "You don't want a human female?You can have one, now, you know...." She waited for his response. "No. I don't want any other person than you." That word....person? [I]He[/I] called [I]her[/I] a [I]person[/I]? "I'm no person. I'm a monster and your a human. You cant' love me. It defys your new-found humanity." "But I do love you and I've never loved anyone like you. Your my life. I can only think of you..Your always on my mind." He looked down." But You don't love me.....I'm human now, or at least more human than I was before." She leaned in and looked into his melancholy eyes. "Is that what you think?" She wispered calmly starting to tear up. "You ran from me..." "I thought you wouldn't love [I]me[/I] anymore." "I will alw-" He was cut off by forlorn, who had leaned in and kissed him gentaly on the mouth. He kissed back, resting one hand on the back of her neck and the other on her waist. She put her arms around his neck holding him tight. they kissed for a long time, eyes closed, open-mouthed, with a bit of toungue. "Always love you." He finished when she broke the kiss.

Forlorn ran in a room and grabbed her scythe. Then hurriedly ran out the door. She saw the map, she knew the turns and she was going to get there faster than any car could travel. Jaden and Karren were taken aback by her irrationality and impatience. It took all they could to keep up with the running Forlorn. She ran along not paying any attention when, [I]WHAM!!![/I] She slammed right into some guy. He grabbed the back of her forearms to steady himself and stop her from falling. She was hunched over slightly against his chest. She looked up and what she saw turned her paler than she already was. It was Zak! Or was it? He looked so different. He was less pale and his eyes...They weren't cold. He looked human. Forlorn straightened herself and her ears went flat. He changed? He's human? Will he still love me? Or am I a monster to him now? Her tail sank, partially between her legs. "Frolorn?" His voice was.....Different. He was blushing. Forlorn stood in deep thought. She turned and walked away, fearing rejection of that whom she loves. Zak tryed to chase after her but His new self couldn't keep up, even if he did retain some speed. She loves me no more....Zak thought with tears forming in his eyes.

Forlorn stood next to zak and seemed to freze focusinng her energy. A couple slayers began screaming in fear and fireing off their guns at there teammates and eachother. Some other that were left behind looked at eachother. They droped their guns and ran from the hall. However,They returned with more men and more powerful weopendry. Forlorn grabbed a few scalpals she found on the ground and held them in a position to throw them. She felt to defensless without [I]something[/I] sharp in her hands. Zak hurled several backward sparing some time. Jaden and Karen looked around for anything that could be used as a weopen. Forlorn killed three more men and a women with her scalpels. Really, all of them felt doomed and were now struggleing to find an escape route or a decent plan. Right now all they could do was stall.

The wound healed from the inside out. After the healing it took her some time to awaken. She shot bolt upright gasping for breath. Zak imediatly Helped her to her feet. Forlorn felt wobbly on her legs and collapsed into Zaks arms. He held her tight and looked at her. She put her arms around him. He kissed her and she kissed back. Jaden watched, half-disgusted and half-enchanted by their passion. Karen glowed. She was happy for them at this moment. Love to her was beautiful no matter who the victim of cupids arrows were. After the kiss they held eachother for a while. Many of the Slayers had fled. The rest stared in amazment and wonder. Not many poeple saw demons or shades as the type to love(or regret or to have any moral emotions at all). Forlorn kept a melancholy visage but was beaming inside. Zak saw it. He kissed her forehead and looked around.

Everyone stayed still except for Forlorn.She crouched and jumped at Zak, dodgeing and bouncing off the shadow spikes. Her animal instinct (And woman's intuition) guided her through the chaos. She reached Zak znd toppled him over. Forlorn had him pinned to the ground. She looked into Zaks eyes, His cold, blood red eyes. She began to cry . He pushed her off and grabbed her, flinging her across the hall. She Lied there for a couple seconds waiting for the pain to cease but Zak picked her up by the neck before her agony could fade. Her drew his sword and slowly, smiling at her agony, painfully, Peirced her with his blade. She screamed and cried. The words "[I]Your[/I] the [I]REAL[/I] monster!!!" Rang through his mind. "But I really love you." Rolled from her lips. her melancholy eyes widened. She coughed up blood. The blade was ripped from her stomach. She fell on Zakasphirmed. She kissed him. It was a long, open-mouth kiss, and Spoke again after that. "I'm glad I'm dieing in your arms." She blacked out.

Forlorn made it back ten minutes before the shade. It was enough time to question his intentions. "What does he really want from me? Or better question; What does he really want to DO to me?" She figured it was best just to ask, bluntly. She would have her scythe near in case he advanced in attack. She was sitting on the bed when Zak walked in. Zak stared at herand came across a strange expression on her face. He sat by her and looked in her eyes. What was it he saw? Disbeleif? Curiousity? Rage? Disapointment? Concern? Sorrow? He saw all of those in her right now. He tilted his head. "What is it that bothers you so?" He asked. "What are your intentions with me?"Tears formed in her eyes, the images of what he did replaying inn her head. [CENTER]------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ ((OOC: couldn't think of much else...))[/CENTER]

Jaden awoke again in the same spot. He stayed with his eyes closed for a while and listened to a conversation between The dog an Zak. "Don't kill him." She said, His expression still on her mind. "What should we do then?" Zak asked in an annoyed tone. "Either kill them together so that they may live together in the after life or set them free." She said. "Why Zak said looking at her eyes witch told him she was in deep thought. "Because they are loved. They love eachother. Nothing loved deserves to die or have what their loved ones ripped away from them." "He tried to kill you!!" Zak was starting to raise his voice. "But I am not loved. I was, when I was a pup but that is gone. They are gone. I don't have a reason to live. Nothing loves me. Nothing wants me." Her tone was melancholy, noble and pained. Her pain this time though made Zak feel horrible. Zak looked down and then back up at her. Tears started to form in her eyes. Zak walked towards her and wrapped his arms around her. She was a little shocked but allowed his actions. She Reached up and pulled her arms around him and rested her head against his chest. They held eachother for a long time. Jaden's eyes were half open and he saw what they were doing. He knew from experiance that Zak loved the Demon. She seemed fond of him to but by the words she said to him, She didn't know that she was loved. Jaden sat up replaying the conversation in his head. Forlorn and Zak slid away from eachother and watched his movement. He stood and bent down by his Karen. He looked up to forlorn tryng to figure the strange being out. "Take her and leave my sight." The demon said. Jaden did as he was told. He left to find a hospital, leaveing Zak and Forlorn alone. They looked at eachother for a while. No words just silence.

Forlorn and Zak walked out of the park and into the city. Forlorns arms were crossed. A look of horror, disgust and anger filled her visage. She was now in dept to him. Zak smiled at her anger and utter disgust. He dicided saveing her was worth it. "You are in dept to me." He stated although he knew that she knew. " Why didn't you leave me?" "You interest me." he seemed a hesitant at saying the next word."and you are attractive in pain." "You are too messed up." "yes." Zak stared at her.

She sat on his back inableing his movement. "I won't kill you. Not now at least. I want you to first see life through my eyes. We will see who the monsters really are." She said putting her fingers on his head. She breathed out and closed her eyes. Jadens senses blurred. When things came back into veiw he was standing in a room. A small dog-girl pup crieing in the corner huddled in a feetle position. Screams filled the hall. Shouts to leave came next. It then went silent. The girl passed right through him and crossed the hall into another room. He followed. The girl sniffled and survayed the room. a charged skeloten at one end and half-dead dog-women leaning against the wall. the girl ran to the woman and collapsed on her. "Mommy!! It will be better tomarrow..." "No. it won't, not tomarrow. Not forever. The slayers did this. You will live a lonely, tormented life after this. You will always be in pain."She coughed up blood. " Please...remember.... We cannot choose our appearance but [I]they[/I] made us who we are now. [I]They[/I] turned [I]our[/I] image into monsters. [I]They[/I] did [I]this[/I] to [I]you[/I]." She coughed up blood and fainted. Death followed. His senses blurred and jaden came back to reality. "You long for death." Forlorn said getting up. Zak started to come through and saw the slayer there by Forlorn.

She heard the gun shot behind her and grabbed Zaks wrist near instinctively. She ran with him following, keeping a strong hold on him. They turned into an ally and she released his hand. Forlorn jumped, grabbing hold of a brick wall at the end of the alley. She pulled herself up and over. Zak chased after her. A few blocks and she reached centrel park. She had forgotten about Zak and stopped at the tree she liked most. She reached up to grab a branch but felt two hands grab her waist. She reached for her scythe but the hand raised and knocked it away. She knew who it was. It was Zak. She turned and sure enough. . . She stayed completley still with fear of his wicked intentions.

She awoke staying completley still. Her eyes wondered, revealing a tidy apartment living room. She sat up wearily and looked around. She saw the man from before sleeping by the door. She got up and looked at him, thankful for life. She spent quite some time anylizing him. She smiled. He was older than her and [I]didn't [/I] kill her? That was odd and kind of him. But why. "Why not take my life?" The words echoed in his blank resting mind.He woke up but did not stirr. "I took interest in you." Were his simple words. He smiled lustfully, opening his eyes to see the face of the dog-girl 2 inches away from his. She was crouchig with her elbows on her knees leaning over to see her potential killer. "Who are you?" She possed a question. "Zak" He answered. "And you are?" "Forlorn..." She said in a lugubrious tone. She was beginning to get comfortable. "Is that your name?" He snorted. She said nothing, just looked down. He nodded. She stood. He stood. She walked to the couch and sat. He followed. They sat in awkward silence. Jaden watched silently.

Forlorn stood in a defensive postion for a long time, Trying to read his Body language. After a while she gave and tryed to "speak to him". He easily blocked her attempt. She sensed his power. She wasn't stupid nor irrational. She wanted escape. She again tryed to creep into his mind to tweak the way the light came into his brain but when she tryed he sent it back ten times harder. It was a direct hit. She cringed and fell backwards, grabbing her temples. Her scythe hit the floor followed by herself. She banced out due to the blow. Zak Walked closer to her. He crouched down and inspected her. She wasn't dead,yet. Zak thought about killing her to eliminate a potential threat but the more he looked at her the more lust overwhelmed him. He picked her up, bridal style, and sought a place to stay.

Forlorn saw the man a chair away from her. She turned her head from him. He was the same person who'd spotted her before. And now he was next to her, close enough to kill her. His stare was cold even if it was from the corner of his eyes. It made her uneasy. "Do you wish for Death?" The words rang in his heads. "Why do you torment me with your stare? Why do you seek my presence? Answer me at ONCE!!!" Thye last words howled in his mind, making him cringe. "I wish only to speak with you." He said in a Too-formal tone. His voice made her uneasy. She tried hard not to show her uncomfort. It failed. "I don't want to know." She transferred to hm. She stood and left, clutching her scythe hard. Shivers ran down her spine. She knew it wasn't the last of him she would see. She knew he would follow her. She just wanted to avoid him for the time being.

Forlorn sat in a tree in central park. She gave a silent yawn and jumped down, her scythe in hand. She yawned again showing sharp canine teeth. Her ears flicked backward. She was tired but sleep seemed impossible for her tonight. She reached the park exit and left into the dark streets of New York. It was dark, perhaps midnight. All the thugs, gangsters, drug dealers, druggies and drunks were out. A few hookers looked at her strangely. They turned their heads pretending not to stare but Forlorn Knew they were transfixed with her. Every other rapscalion in the streets looked at her the same way. Intrigue. Fear. Curiousity. It was all written on their faces. She Sighed and leaned against a building. She slid ans hugged her knees. She looked around silently. Across the street she saw a poeple pass. She watched for about ten minutes before getting bored. She sighjed and looked at a woman passing. She stared and the women fell to her knees screaming, bloody-mary, She clentched her head and and curled into a feetle position. Her eyes widened and her pupils dialated. Poeple paassing her glanced but only assumed she was another drugie having issues. She sat silently curled on the ground. Forlorn laughed and stood walking away from the tramatized women. She glanced backward feeling eyes on her. Not the normal stare, either. She saw a man looking at her. Forlorn hastened her pace, turning a corner and leaving the street into a Tavern. She sat down and looked around. The waitor looked at her. He wasn't suprised but handled her cautiously. "Can I help ya', miss?" "Bud light." She spoke without moving her lips, transferring the words to his mind. "Right away miss." He left to fetch her beer.

So when will this start? I've been waiting and I'm beginning to get a bit anxious. ;) You wouldn't want me to get bored now would you? :sleep: ;)

[QUOTE=Doublehex]Personally, I think the ratings need to be revamped. The M threads seem to be more along the lines of something I'd see in a T rated videogame. The reason for this is probably because the only thing below it is PG, and that is something that is not even close to being for teens. PG and G is for kids, whereas M is teen and adult. Since most of the RPers and writers write for teen and adult audiences, thats what they go for. If you really want to change things, start with the rating. Replace PG with T or PG-13. You'll definatley see a decrease in M rated threads.[/QUOTE] And the curseing? What would happen to that? It would stay the same. The poeple on the thread have good ideas for decreasing profane language.

[QUOTE=John]It's ok, I missed your last post. Keeping the filter on forever and unconditionally like you're saying wouldn't maximize the benefit for anybody. Eventually, it gets safe enough that it's worth the risk to take it off.[/QUOTE] But you stated that if it improves that newcomers who come will be influenced. That wasn't so for me. I worked off the sticky and prior knowledge of Rp'ing. Like I said I came here for more writing freedom. I wasn't influenced by anyone. I just found what I liked and did it. How are you sure that most newcomers won't be like me.

[QUOTE=John]If people change their entire style of writing and creative thinking, it's not going to disappear in a puff of smoke when the restraints come off [img]http://otakuboards.com/images/smilies/tongue.gif[/img] Perhaps much later (if no subsequent quality requirements are enforced) people will slack off, but that's unavoidable and will happen no matter what the situation. Any new member creating an RPG will probably (should I just say definitely?) take strong influence from everything else they see around the forum, and imitate their style. So that's not a problem.[/QUOTE] If you can't control your dog keep it leashed. Have the filter perminant for reassurance. (Yes and I do repeat myself alot.)

*Just censor it for an undisclosed amount of time. Get people used to the idea of making creative RPGs without fallbacks, and then reintroduce it when you think they can handle it.*( Wanted to quote it but I screwed up) If a dog can't be off a leash without wandering and causing trouble than don't let it off a leash. I mean to say keep it censored and don't let the filter off. It will dimalish the cursing problem for sure. Even new comers will get the drift and requests for M rated RPG's would be fine with a good reason as to why. I think it would be a change for the better. Honestly I probably shouldn't say much. I haven't been a member for as long as most of everyone else here i'm sure. I'm not sure what it was like before even just last summer but it sounds like many poeple enjoyed it more in the past than now.