Sia and Melanie=awesomesauce:D

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Here it is!!!

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Alright. I never saw this! Aha.

Here's the plot:

In London during Queen Victoria's reign, Vampyres were ruling the city. This fact, of course, was taken out of every history book, their existance a secret to the mundane. But in this time, it was forbidden for a mortal, especially a Hunter, to fall in love with a Vampyre. As a new Huntress finds herself in a twist of lies and crime, she's sent on a death mission: to figure out who the Vampyre is in charge of everyone else. Now, as she searches for this Vampyre, one wealthy man seems to take a liking to her. While digging for clues and avoiding a man who can't seem to take no for an answer, she finds herself falling for the wrong person. How could this end up any worse?

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okay:) so if i'm being guy in this one, would i be the vampire leader and the wealthy man? or are they the same person? lolz, i don't know why i get confused on things like this:P

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Yep. They are the same person. xD But the girl doesn't know that; she just finds him to be a nuisance. And for this roleplay, vampires are a proper noun, and spelled "Vampyre." Also, keep in mind the setting is Victorian London, with steampunk influences.

Here's the template for these characters:

Name
Age
Gender
Job
Species
Appearance

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Name: Vladimir Croix ( in public goes by William)
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Job: Head Vampyre, controls almost all business, rules and regulations in cities. Also over sees, punishments for criminals.
Species: Vampyre( Vampire)
Appearance: http://i654.photobucket.com/albums/uu...


(teeth when in true form ) https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/im...

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[ Name ]
Elizabeth Van Helsing
Nickname: Eliza

[ Age ]
21

[ Gender ]
Female

[ Job ]
Huntress

[ Species ]
Human

[ Appearance ]

Her big blue eyes entrance many, and her black hair frames her porcelain skin to enhance her beauty. The classic beauty of the Van Helsing's, although they were always more known for being the best Vampyre hunters of the day. She had plump lips that are a naturally dark red color, and she's muscular for a woman, but she looks more lean than anything. She also is very petite and limber, resting only at 5 feet.

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wait! do you prefer anime over regular pics?

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No, I like normal pics. :3

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alright so my pic above is okay?

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Yeah. It's good. ^.^ My girl is just dressed in the Steampunk style :3

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okay:) your starting on this one right?

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Yep! Sorry, was decorating the Christmas tree, now watching Dr. Phil and setting up a few other roleplays xD

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The streets of London were busy at this time of day, the sun up high in the sky and people bustling to and from work. Elizabeth was returning home from the Academy, she had just graduated as the first female Hunter - the first Huntress. No one had high hopes for her, despite the fact she was the only direct heir of the original Vampyre Hunter, Abraham Van Helsing. The rest are distant relatives that still hold that name, all male and all at the Academy. So, just to laugh at her, thinking her weak just because she was female, the Council - consisting of her father, two of her uncles, and a few other more prominent Hunters that handed out diplomas from the Academy and handed out official assignments to the graduates - assigned her the task not even they could complete; finding the Vampyre in charge of them all. The head, if you will, the one who called all the shots. It was dangerous, and would surely result in her early death; but that's what they were aiming for.

Eliza found herself looking about paranoid whilst hoisting up her skirt, her hat securely onto her head. Maybe it was the speech her father had said, about the Vampyres growing in power, stalking the Academy. The Academy was a safe haven for people who wanted to become Hunters, people studied how to kill Vampyres, stayed in dorms within the walls of a holy building until released as a graduate - as a Hunter. The classes were all the normal classes, filled with men, but there were the few Vampyre history classes, the Combat classes, and even the Defense Against Vampyres classes. Then again, what else was to be expected of a school that was to prepare new generations to Hunt Vampyres, and protect the naive mortals from the realization that the supernatural exist, although Vampyres were the only ones brave enough to attack humanity.

Her mind was somewhere else whilst she walked down the sidewalks, dodging the common man hurrying home for his supper. How would she find this Vampyre, how would she survive until the end? She didn't want to disappoint her Pa, but it might be inevitable. She knew that he put her in this position because he didn't believe in her, it was comical relief - her Pa never did believe in her, but she wanted to prove him wrong. She wanted to make him proud for once. Graduating from the Academy at the top of her class, acing every class wouldn't be good enough, but it was a start. But as she was lost in thought, Eliza happened to run into a more built man, and started falling backwards, trying to catch herself before ruining her perfectly white dress and gloves. Her hat did fall off though, onto the ground, before she started falling.

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((Sorry, my mother wants me to watch a movie.))

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Vladimir ran a hand through his smooth brown hair, turning his back to the fellow Vampyres from the head council. He gazed longing out of the window at the busy city of London, watching the tiny specks of people moving from end of town to the other dealing with their everyday errands. He smiled slyly liking the picture and thought that cropped up in his mind. The thousands upon thousands of people in this city lived their lives having no idea that he was controlling it. The reflection of this made him pleased, he liked the power and authority he had over these mere mundanes. Sighing in content he returned his gaze to the council, also a set of species that he also ruled over.


" sir, we need an answer..." one of the elders prodded, looking up at Vladimir with intent eyes. " choose his way of punishment and we shall bother you no more." the same vampyre added. Vladimir clasped his hands firmly together, even with all this luxurious power also came great stress and responsibility. " alright then." he mumbled. " hang him, down at the square tomorrow at noon." he said wanting these people to leave him alone. His whole afternoon had been wasted by analyzing some humans crimes in raping a long list of women. Frankly he himself could care less, but crimes were also a huge part of his role. With a distant murmur the fellow members of the council stood blankly and thanked him, leaving him alone in a large, dull empty room.


Vladimir grabbed a dark suit, a coat almost that reached the bottom of his knees. Placing a top hat swiftly on his head he hurried down the steps of his palace and down a narrow nobly pathway until this passage opened the liveliness of the city. Smiling softly to himself he scanned the crowd and decided on heading to the market. Moving swiftly through the crowd he headed to a small tent that sold some liquor. A nice bottle of alcohol always helped him relax. Picking up speed he accidentally ran into someone. Being inhumanly strong, the person was knocked of their feet. Reaching his hands out he quickly caught the person and by the feel of the body he could tell it was a female. Smoothly he set her on her feet and picked up his hat that had fell of. " sorry miss." he whispered apologetically and straightened his coat. His gaze moved over the lady and anyone would be a fool not to acknowledge that this girl was beautiful.

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Eliza looked up at her savior, and smiled politely. "No, it was my fault really - I should be watching where I am going." Then, she bent down carefully to put up her hat, a should've been simple white thing that shaded her face, yet she got a bit creative. It did shade her face, but she had added a bit of black lace around the rim, and sewed in a few gears. She also had her goggles sitting on the brim, secured by the band wrapped around the main section of the hat. It did match her outfit, the usual plain white dress that had black lace added to the skirt and the corset tight around her midsection, the strings black as well. She also had a few gears added to where her right hip was located at. Then came her gloves, black satin under the white lace. They may not have located very well for combat, but those gloves had always done her good when firing a gun, the residue power coming off easily. Her shoes seemed to be the most normal of her outfit, though. They had a heel, thin and it ended about four inches off of the ground. The bottom was black, but the rest of the boot that came up to her knee was white, of course with black buttons strictly for design on the outside.

Eliza found herself studying the man before her, his eyes entrancing and his hair unique for the time. She could feel some strange lure to him, but easily passed it off at the fact he seemed so mysterious, something she seemed to fall for every time. But with all her years of training since she was out of the womb, she couldn't notice that this man wasn't mundane, he was far from it. "But I guess it would be polite of me, as a lady no matter how peculiar I may look, to introduce myself. I'm Elizabeth Van Helsing." With that, she curtsied, bowing her head slightly, but not enough so her hat would fall again. It was simply a sign of respect, although Eliza may not have held any for some strange man she met on the streets.

Pa would've told her to look into this man, his aura screaming that something was off, but Elizabeth didn't want to deal with a man straight out of the Academy, especially since her mission was almost impossible. Her mind still wandered off as she stood there, trying to analyze every possible way she could find this Vampyre leader. Most required luck to be on her side, something the Council strictly taught against counting on. The other ideas would take time, something she didn't have on her side as the amount of attacks on mortals grew at increasingly large rates. It did frighten Eliza a bit, knowing that she wouldn't have any backup during her assignment, but yet it made her even more determined to find this man and rid the world of him. She would make Pa proud for the first time, it was a promise.

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Vladimir was lost, staring deeply into her enrapturing eyes. Normally, he was calm and collected around pretty ladies. In fact if he was in the mood he'd throw a comment or two at her, and if his magic was enough, and it usually was, the lady would be drooling for him in bed. But this girl was different, different in a foreign yet beautifully seductive manner. He was intrigued by the way she dressed, almost everything she wore had black on it. Usually this color was boring and dull, but she carried it of as if it was a new fashion trend. He liked that confident way she postured herself, almost demanding every guys attention to land on her. And if this was the case, all his sights were stuck on her. Only when she bent down to retrieve her hat, did he unlace his hands from around her slim body.

Shaking his head he chuckled, taking her dainty fingers in his hand and bending down to peck it gently. Her scent allured, and not just because of the fresh blood driven from within her. " you should stop being so aware more often then." he teased lightly, almost reluctantly letting her hand drop back to her side. Compared to her, he was a pale comparison. His long trench coat covered up the white buttoned shirt he had under, which the sleeves were rolled up to his elbows. He had attached some gears in the back of his waistband and had a pistol located snugly in his boot. Under his elbow there was an automatic gun, strapped in way as for easy access. He usually brought his weapons with him just for safety, but he highly doubted he'd have to use these on the female in front of him. He certainly wasn't going to mind the naughty he'd bring out of her soon enough.

Vladimir smirked at her curtsy and added a short bow of his after wards. " it was a pleasure to knock you over Miss Helsing." he teased with a subtle wink. " I'm Vladimir." he said lowering his voice so only the two of them could hear. He avoided giving his last name though. " but a pretty damsel like you can call me William." he said with a boyish grin that normally drove girls insane. Looking around he thought quickly of some excuse as to which where they could spend some more time together. " may i interest you in a drink?" he asked softly. " or is that too manly for you?" he challenged. Something about this girl made him want to work her up, for both of their amusement as fun.

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"Pleasure?" Eliza found herself chuckling, something she rarely did as she usually was intent on studying and practicing - both a very serious process. "That's a new reaction, I'd say." Although this man had her lips pulled into an honest smile, and he had a laugh bubbling within her chest, she knew she couldn't trust him. Of course she had a gun hidden in a garter belt holding up her stockings, both hidden by either her shoes or her skirt. Vladimir wasn't a common name in that time, but it would stick out to any Hunter. It was common for Vampyres, but yet most Vampyres didn't dare to step out in the sun. It wasn't that they would burn to ash, as that was a myth, but it was the fact they did seem to have some sort of hatred towards the daylight. At least, the uncivilized Vampyres did as Elizabeth had actually experienced in one of her many classes, watching captured and crazed Vampyres being exposed to the sun.

"I may have to stick to Vladimir, sir. It is such a unique name, and William is so... dull. I, myself, go by the name Eliza since I find going by Elizabeth a bland experience in which people mistake me for a proper woman. I'm nothing of the sort, I must warn you. Though, I have to decline your offer - usually, I would go right to having a drink myself, but today I am quite busy." Eliza talked, a bit of a wild smile on her face. "Then again, to avoid acting like a proper lady, I shall accept it." The weapons, beside her gun full of silver bullets (deadly to both the mundane and the Supernatural), on her kept her calm. Afterall, she wasn't like any other lady as she had stated earlier; she was a bit wild, and always daring. Not the typical woman of her time, but that's exactly what she wanted to be: different.

"Of course, sir, it could never be 'too manly.' I, myself, have never agreed with the differences between the male and female population; I find we are all one in the same, mundane creatures sentenced to live a life we could chose to make exciting or dull," Eliza only smirked at him, a hand on her hip as if daring him to challenge her further. Thankfully, any challenge only amused her because it was certain her response would never add up to that of others walking on the street. Also, she was always amused by challenges because if an argument she surely would win. Eliza had yet to lose a valid argument since she was just a little girl.