02-09-2012, 12:36 PM
First and foremost: Tell us about yourself, as a player:
My name is Garrett Moon I'm 19. I enjoy making really in depth characters (split personality, phobias, or are just simply complex but not to the point of them being uncomprehendable) I played WoW alittle but not much because i hated the subscriptions and what not so I moved on quickly but that was my only reason.
What country do you come from? What is your primary language?:
I come from America and still live in America. My primary language is English but I know alittle bit of Spanish and i have a very good understanding of google translate.
How did you get into Warcraft?:
I started playing diablo 1 and 2 then moved in to more in depth mmorpgs and just tried alot out and ended up playing alittle bit of WoW.
What made you seek our server over others? (Or how did you find us?):
I was looking for people to RP with in any mmorpg I didn't really care so i posted a status on Facebook asking if any one does rp and a friend of mine suggested looking into WoW private servers and so I did and this is what I discovered.
What kinds of roleplay do you enjoy?:
I enjoy all kinds of roleplay but I feel more comfortable in a friendly setting with a small to medium group of people talking and conversing, I also like aspects of battle rp though.
What is your favorite race/class? Why?:
I don't really have on seeing as I only played a Paladin. So I suppose Dwarf Paladin.
What are your expectations of this server?:
I'm hoping for a fun and friendly roleplay environment that's better then the normal wow seeing as this is directed at roleplaying.
Out of all of our rules and regulations listed on our server, which appeals to you the most?:
Plagiarism because this allows people to actually think of their character stories and making it entirely unique down to every detail.
Lastly, tell us a story! It can be short, it can be long; but most importantly, we want to see your work in action. Go!:
There was shuffling coming from her left and it made her open hazel eyes and pick up her head so she could look around. All around her were people coming into the dimly lit room through black curtained doorways and it confused her as to where she was. She tried to concentrate on what she remembered last and couldn't come up with anything. The smell of copper, sweat, and mold was filling her nose as she tried to concentrate on where she was. It dulled her mind and filled her with panic because she couldn't recall what was going on or how she had gotten there in the first place.
Lucine licked her dried lips and let out a hiss of pain because they were cracked and blistered, she had been without water for a while now and that must have been the reason why. It also explained why her throat was dry and her body felt weak. Thinking about how weak her body felt, the female tried to move her arms but found she could only twist them. It puzzled her and she turned her head to look down her arm, finding her wrists were bound to the cold stone table below her. Panic was washing through her again as she tried to move her legs and realized that they were also bound to the table.
"Don't struggle, my child. This will all be over very, very soon." Came a voice from above her head, making her lay her head back enough to look up into the handsome face of a man who was wearing a black cloak and hood. He was smiling and she couldn't figure out what was wrong with the way it looked but it made her skin become awash with goosebumps. "Your body is so breathtaking. It is a wonder we didn't find you sooner." were the next words uttered to the struggling female. All of her struggles were in vain and ceased when the male laid a hand on her chest, drawing attention to the fact that she was naked on the large stone table.
By this time, Lucine was more than hyper-aware of her surroundings. She decided she must be in a basement somewhere and lining the dank walls were other figures in black hooded robes. "Let me go.." She demanded, the sound coming out hoarse and slightly angered as she jerked her arms and tried to pull at the bindings. This raised many laughs that were quickly snuffed out by a hand being raised from the male who had spoken to her before, he must have been the leader of the group.
"We will let you go when we are done with you, my child." His voice came out like he was talking to a little kid and made her growl lightly low in her throat. She mustered up all the spit she could and spat right in the male's face. It raised many gasps from the males lining the room but they fell silent as the leader wiped off his face on the sleeve of his robes. "You will pay for that." Was all he said, his voice tempered with anger as he backed away and went over to a table that was filled with things.
The brunette turned her head so that she could see what he was picking up but he had moved in the way so all she could see was his back. She found out rather quickly though when he turned around to show he was holding a dagger and a wooden bowl. It her swallow hard and she jerked in her bonds as the thoughts processed in her mind what was going on. They were going to hurt her and there wasn't anything she was going to be able to do about it. She was going to be filleted and left for dead.
"How the panic fills those eyes, it smells so sweet," muttered one of the males that was nearby. His voice held a longing and it caused her head to snap over to him so she could glare at him, her eyes becoming hard and instantly full of anger. The abrupt change made him pause in his staring of her and lower his head, someone was afraid of her and it made her feel a bit better about the whole ordeal. It made her turn her head back to the leader who was standing on her right side now, muttering words of his own that she could not understand.
It all happened so fast that Lucine barely had time to feel the scream of pain bubble up from her throat and escape her dry lips before the dagger struck her arm. The sound echoed off the walls of the basement and her back bowed as she felt warmth start spreading over her arm. A hissing noise filled her ears that was accompanied by the scraping of the wooden bowl as it was poised under her arm to collect the blood that was pouring from the gash there. The leader had ceased talking and was now licking his lips as he looked at the blood coming from her arm.
That was when it hit her. She knew exactly who these people were and what they were doing with her. It made another scream bubble its way up her throat and she had to swallow hard to make the feeling go away. She was going to be strong and try to get through this the best way she could. She was going to do everything in her power to make it through this night and move on with her life. She pushed the possibility from her mind that the vampires would kill her, refusing to think about dying in such a way.
The wooden bowl was being passed around, blood tainting the face of the leader who now stood over her with a sick smile. They were drinking her blood in tiny sips and were gearing up for the feast ahead. It made her sick to her stomach as she thought about what might happen next and she was surprised to feel hands on her legs just above her restraints. She had been so engrossed in looking at the leader that she hadn't realized that two vampires had moved forward to each side of the altar and were running their hands up her legs slowly. The rough callouses feeling odd against her smooth skin as they got to her knees.
As the two males got to her knees, another two vampires moved forward to run their hands over her arms. The blood that still welled up from the gash in her arm was spread over her skin as the vampire tried to ignore it and keep touching her. They were making her heart thunder in her chest and the sound was filling her ears, drowning out everything else. All she could feel were the hands moving over her body, more joining them, and all she could hear was the sound of her own heart pounding in her ears.
As the hands got more intimate with her body, she struggled out of reflex. She could feel their hot breath on her skin as their noses took in the scent of her blood through her skin. It was making them go mad and they were nipping her skin every other second, drawing blood everywhere their fangs or noses touched. The excitement of her struggles was evident with every nick of their fangs. Someone got a little too carried away and sank their fangs right into her tanned skin so that they could start to feed. Soon after there were others joining them and making her scream with every new set of teeth that punctured her skin. Laughter filled her ears and that was when she blacked out.
Lucine shot up from her bed in a rush, a scream coming from her throat as she whipped her head around. She was in her room at the castle, the lime green and black interior greeting her and making her breathing start to calm down. Her hazel eyes were wide as she flung the covers back farther and she stood up to strip down and inspect her skin closely in the light of the lamp that she had left on when she had fallen asleep reading, the forgotten book laying on the floor with its pages folded up and damaged from falling off the bed.
When she ran her hands over her flushed body and realized it had all been a dream, she moved to walk into the bathroom and get a drink of water. The human female stared at herself in the mirror for a few moments before she started speaking to the mirror in a hushed tone. "You need to speak to someone about this. It isn't natural to be reliving this nightmare every night. It isn't healthy and you should know, you're a nurse." She licked her lips and took another drink of water from the glass she had been keeping on the counter.
As she thought about it all, she found herself moving back to the bedroom. Her hands scrubbed along her cheeks and were met by a wetness that must have come from her own eyes because she hadn't splashed herself with water. She was sobbing softly as she moved to sit on the bed again and pulled her knees to her chest. "You need to speak to someone about this.." was the only thing she kept repeating to herself as she gave herself over to the tears and cried softly.
Is there anything else you would like to add, ask, or otherwise clarify?:
No. Thank you for the chance to join this server I really hope its all i'm expecting it to be.
My name is Garrett Moon I'm 19. I enjoy making really in depth characters (split personality, phobias, or are just simply complex but not to the point of them being uncomprehendable) I played WoW alittle but not much because i hated the subscriptions and what not so I moved on quickly but that was my only reason.
What country do you come from? What is your primary language?:
I come from America and still live in America. My primary language is English but I know alittle bit of Spanish and i have a very good understanding of google translate.
How did you get into Warcraft?:
I started playing diablo 1 and 2 then moved in to more in depth mmorpgs and just tried alot out and ended up playing alittle bit of WoW.
What made you seek our server over others? (Or how did you find us?):
I was looking for people to RP with in any mmorpg I didn't really care so i posted a status on Facebook asking if any one does rp and a friend of mine suggested looking into WoW private servers and so I did and this is what I discovered.
What kinds of roleplay do you enjoy?:
I enjoy all kinds of roleplay but I feel more comfortable in a friendly setting with a small to medium group of people talking and conversing, I also like aspects of battle rp though.
What is your favorite race/class? Why?:
I don't really have on seeing as I only played a Paladin. So I suppose Dwarf Paladin.
What are your expectations of this server?:
I'm hoping for a fun and friendly roleplay environment that's better then the normal wow seeing as this is directed at roleplaying.
Out of all of our rules and regulations listed on our server, which appeals to you the most?:
Plagiarism because this allows people to actually think of their character stories and making it entirely unique down to every detail.
Lastly, tell us a story! It can be short, it can be long; but most importantly, we want to see your work in action. Go!:
There was shuffling coming from her left and it made her open hazel eyes and pick up her head so she could look around. All around her were people coming into the dimly lit room through black curtained doorways and it confused her as to where she was. She tried to concentrate on what she remembered last and couldn't come up with anything. The smell of copper, sweat, and mold was filling her nose as she tried to concentrate on where she was. It dulled her mind and filled her with panic because she couldn't recall what was going on or how she had gotten there in the first place.
Lucine licked her dried lips and let out a hiss of pain because they were cracked and blistered, she had been without water for a while now and that must have been the reason why. It also explained why her throat was dry and her body felt weak. Thinking about how weak her body felt, the female tried to move her arms but found she could only twist them. It puzzled her and she turned her head to look down her arm, finding her wrists were bound to the cold stone table below her. Panic was washing through her again as she tried to move her legs and realized that they were also bound to the table.
"Don't struggle, my child. This will all be over very, very soon." Came a voice from above her head, making her lay her head back enough to look up into the handsome face of a man who was wearing a black cloak and hood. He was smiling and she couldn't figure out what was wrong with the way it looked but it made her skin become awash with goosebumps. "Your body is so breathtaking. It is a wonder we didn't find you sooner." were the next words uttered to the struggling female. All of her struggles were in vain and ceased when the male laid a hand on her chest, drawing attention to the fact that she was naked on the large stone table.
By this time, Lucine was more than hyper-aware of her surroundings. She decided she must be in a basement somewhere and lining the dank walls were other figures in black hooded robes. "Let me go.." She demanded, the sound coming out hoarse and slightly angered as she jerked her arms and tried to pull at the bindings. This raised many laughs that were quickly snuffed out by a hand being raised from the male who had spoken to her before, he must have been the leader of the group.
"We will let you go when we are done with you, my child." His voice came out like he was talking to a little kid and made her growl lightly low in her throat. She mustered up all the spit she could and spat right in the male's face. It raised many gasps from the males lining the room but they fell silent as the leader wiped off his face on the sleeve of his robes. "You will pay for that." Was all he said, his voice tempered with anger as he backed away and went over to a table that was filled with things.
The brunette turned her head so that she could see what he was picking up but he had moved in the way so all she could see was his back. She found out rather quickly though when he turned around to show he was holding a dagger and a wooden bowl. It her swallow hard and she jerked in her bonds as the thoughts processed in her mind what was going on. They were going to hurt her and there wasn't anything she was going to be able to do about it. She was going to be filleted and left for dead.
"How the panic fills those eyes, it smells so sweet," muttered one of the males that was nearby. His voice held a longing and it caused her head to snap over to him so she could glare at him, her eyes becoming hard and instantly full of anger. The abrupt change made him pause in his staring of her and lower his head, someone was afraid of her and it made her feel a bit better about the whole ordeal. It made her turn her head back to the leader who was standing on her right side now, muttering words of his own that she could not understand.
It all happened so fast that Lucine barely had time to feel the scream of pain bubble up from her throat and escape her dry lips before the dagger struck her arm. The sound echoed off the walls of the basement and her back bowed as she felt warmth start spreading over her arm. A hissing noise filled her ears that was accompanied by the scraping of the wooden bowl as it was poised under her arm to collect the blood that was pouring from the gash there. The leader had ceased talking and was now licking his lips as he looked at the blood coming from her arm.
That was when it hit her. She knew exactly who these people were and what they were doing with her. It made another scream bubble its way up her throat and she had to swallow hard to make the feeling go away. She was going to be strong and try to get through this the best way she could. She was going to do everything in her power to make it through this night and move on with her life. She pushed the possibility from her mind that the vampires would kill her, refusing to think about dying in such a way.
The wooden bowl was being passed around, blood tainting the face of the leader who now stood over her with a sick smile. They were drinking her blood in tiny sips and were gearing up for the feast ahead. It made her sick to her stomach as she thought about what might happen next and she was surprised to feel hands on her legs just above her restraints. She had been so engrossed in looking at the leader that she hadn't realized that two vampires had moved forward to each side of the altar and were running their hands up her legs slowly. The rough callouses feeling odd against her smooth skin as they got to her knees.
As the two males got to her knees, another two vampires moved forward to run their hands over her arms. The blood that still welled up from the gash in her arm was spread over her skin as the vampire tried to ignore it and keep touching her. They were making her heart thunder in her chest and the sound was filling her ears, drowning out everything else. All she could feel were the hands moving over her body, more joining them, and all she could hear was the sound of her own heart pounding in her ears.
As the hands got more intimate with her body, she struggled out of reflex. She could feel their hot breath on her skin as their noses took in the scent of her blood through her skin. It was making them go mad and they were nipping her skin every other second, drawing blood everywhere their fangs or noses touched. The excitement of her struggles was evident with every nick of their fangs. Someone got a little too carried away and sank their fangs right into her tanned skin so that they could start to feed. Soon after there were others joining them and making her scream with every new set of teeth that punctured her skin. Laughter filled her ears and that was when she blacked out.
Lucine shot up from her bed in a rush, a scream coming from her throat as she whipped her head around. She was in her room at the castle, the lime green and black interior greeting her and making her breathing start to calm down. Her hazel eyes were wide as she flung the covers back farther and she stood up to strip down and inspect her skin closely in the light of the lamp that she had left on when she had fallen asleep reading, the forgotten book laying on the floor with its pages folded up and damaged from falling off the bed.
When she ran her hands over her flushed body and realized it had all been a dream, she moved to walk into the bathroom and get a drink of water. The human female stared at herself in the mirror for a few moments before she started speaking to the mirror in a hushed tone. "You need to speak to someone about this. It isn't natural to be reliving this nightmare every night. It isn't healthy and you should know, you're a nurse." She licked her lips and took another drink of water from the glass she had been keeping on the counter.
As she thought about it all, she found herself moving back to the bedroom. Her hands scrubbed along her cheeks and were met by a wetness that must have come from her own eyes because she hadn't splashed herself with water. She was sobbing softly as she moved to sit on the bed again and pulled her knees to her chest. "You need to speak to someone about this.." was the only thing she kept repeating to herself as she gave herself over to the tears and cried softly.
Is there anything else you would like to add, ask, or otherwise clarify?:
No. Thank you for the chance to join this server I really hope its all i'm expecting it to be.
